Alara LaMarr Gets A MESSY THROATPIE, After A ROUGH FACE FUCKING

The interior of the residence is exactly what you would expect of someone in my trade. Blank white walls devoid of life. Bare carpet, untainted by furniture except for the bed in the corner. The bed is covered in deep red sheets, perfect for hiding blood stains or concealing the odd cadaver. A laptop sits alone on the kitchen counter. This is my first stop. A quick succession of key strokes, a few mouse clicks and an email is shooting off into the vast relays of the interwebs. "Jeopardized. Might be going out hot. Be prepared for clean-up." I step away from the computer, my obligations fulfilled. I walk over to the bed and sit facing the doorway. Over and over, I run scenarios through my head, mentally disciplining myself for what is to come.A faint knock at the door brings me back to reality. The sudden rush of adrenaline brings a smile to my face. I live for this shit. I stand quietly, tighten the cinch of the coat and slip a hand into the breast pocket of my coat, wrapping my hand. He was quite liberal on some things . . . almost as liberal as she was about feminism, while he was conservative to the point of hawkishness on foreign affairs. In any case he was a calm debater. He made his points without raising his voice. They kept pouring drinks and talking and, with the sun sinking behind the trees the daylight began to fade. ‘We haven’t had cake yet!’ she exclaimed. ‘Let’s have some.’ They moved indoors just as the buzzing whine of mosquitoes began. He leaned against the refrigerator, watching and chatting as she uncovered the cake . . . not cake really but a layered dessert with chocolate cake and pudding in alternate layers. He was enjoying both their conversation and the view of her legs. As she dished out two slices, he knew he was light headed. She must be too. They moved to the dining room table, under a chandelier with a slowly rotating ceiling fan. He noticed that she had slipped off her sandals and, after sitting, casually pulled one knee up by her.
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