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Published: 2007-12-05 23:30:08 +0000 UTC; Views: 270; Favourites: 3; Downloads: 6
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And she walked into my office like a daemon walks out of hell. With a heavy and somehow sensual sigh, she pried my blinds apart and desperately looked out at the street and setting sun. Finally, she told me she needed my help. And oh, I was ready to give her any help I could. That little black dress drove me wild as I listened to her story. I knew I could help her, but I didn't know if I could resist her.Haha. One of those cheesy detective type things.
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FallingPeace In reply to mountainmage [2007-12-06 05:18:02 +0000 UTC]
No no. The detective is on the case. FallingPeace is on the desk.
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mountainmage In reply to FallingPeace [2007-12-06 05:42:19 +0000 UTC]
You can play both roles!
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FallingPeace In reply to mountainmage [2007-12-06 13:08:24 +0000 UTC]
At the same time? That'd be strange.
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FallingPeace In reply to lordmagnusen [2007-12-06 01:47:20 +0000 UTC]
Whatever. It's obviously a detective shot. You know... The mysterious woman in the black dress who is irresistible and foreboding... The one who sits on Dick Tracy's desk and pouts her read lips, furrows her perfect brow and pleads with her blue eyes... That's what this is.
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FallingPeace In reply to lordmagnusen [2007-12-06 04:00:01 +0000 UTC]
I know. But, I like giving you a hard time.
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FallingPeace In reply to lordmagnusen [2007-12-06 04:16:09 +0000 UTC]
=O
Ewwww. My mind is in the gutter. You put it there.
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FallingPeace In reply to twoxtwo [2007-12-06 00:04:18 +0000 UTC]
Many many thanks.
Thanks for the favourite.
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