Stories tagged “dame”
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Nightwatch
My city screams like a dame who is getting her purse snatched. I grab at the rope stitching holding my arm to the stub and pull, tightening the fit. “I’ll be right with you, dollface.” I say. My voice is low and gravely, but she’s used to i...
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Murder and Slow Gin
I’ve been a private eye for a long time. A lot of clients have come and gone. In all the time I’ve been on the street though, nobody I ever met quite compares to Shirley. Shirley, was a completely different flavor of broad. She was pleasant to the ...
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Murder Cold As Ice
She looked as out of place as a priest in a strip club. Her body was a perfect hourglass, topped by a drop dead gorgeous face, luscious lips and big blue eyes that seemed as deep as twin bottomless pools of spring water. She wore a one piece red dress ...