Out With The Model 1
She poured three inches of straight bourbon over the ice in her glass. She swallowed the three inches and refilled the glass.
“Not so fast,” I said. “You’ll get sick.”
“I want it fast and hard,” she said. She drank the refill fast and
poured again. The she kicked off her high-heeled pumps. She put down the bottle and pulled off her cotton dress and half slip. She staggered over to the window and sat on the sill.
She killed another drink and then tossed her long blonde hair over her shoulder and shot me a backward glance, flashing the most evil smile since Eve grinned at Adam with the apple in her teeth.
“Come her,” she said. “Come here and kiss me…” Mmmmm… “More,” she hissed. “Much more.”
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