"She looked to me- those green eyes, lips as red as the pour on dress, auburn locks falling over a shoulder, taking my eyes to her low cut neckline."I...want you to kill my husband," she said. "Can you do that for me, Mister Bumfelt?" Micky," I replied, pouring myself another shot of bourbon. "If we're talking murder, call me, Micky."She smiled, waved the private detective over, undid his belt, dropping his trousers and took Bumfelt’s cock into her warm mouth. She took his balls into her hands. I had no idea where Katey lived, but in this town it shouldn’t take long. It didn’t. I spotted the little red Camry pulled up at a house just 3 blocks from the Cafe. I walked up and knocked on the door. Katey answered, looked at me for a moment, then smiled. Her hair was still pulled up in a bun, but she had changed into a pretty housewife type printed dress. ‘I thought you might come over. I hoped so, anyway.’ She beckoned me in. We sat and sipped coffee for a full hour, just talked. I told. More

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