[Dr. Drib]

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She came into my office wearing nothing but an opened nightgown, her twin globes of passion panting heavily in the stark glare of one naked light bulb, her face seemingly as soft and smooth as toilet paper; but the illusion was destroyed as she said, “Don’t stare too hard and long, ya private dick, ‘cause I’m takin’ ya to sees da Big Boss, so get on yore spinets now and follows me, see?”


She had the kind of face you see in a lounge – somewhat like a lizard’s.




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