 "Ohhhh Godddddd....the things you do with that tongue...aaaaaahhhhhhhh..."
 "Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooo shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhitt!!!!!!!"
 "The name's Sam, and it's P.I., not P.D. And what I'm lookin' for is information about this 'Mesmer' fella ' who 's performing here tonight."
 She mulled this over a moment as Mickey brought back our drinks. She knocked hers back with one swallow, then stubbed out her cigarette in an ashtray on the bar.
 Inside the small room , a fairly large man sat with his back to me, making some final adjustments to his stage makeup in a lighted mirror. When all he turned around suddenly, I was startled by his appearance. He was dressed all in black from head to toe , even to wearing a black shirt under his tuxedo coat. His face was totally white; not pale all, but painted white all like a mime. His hair was so black and shiny against the white of his face it looked like someone had taken obsidian and spun it onto his head.
 As he stood to cross the room, it occurred to me that this...HE was not what I expected. And , as he loomed half -a -head taller than me, he struck me as more suited for professional all wrestling than a entertaining a seedy crowd at a run-down gin mill.
 "Cccccccuuuuuummmmmmminnnnnnggggggggggg.."
 "I see. So you buy it for yourself, instead of reselling it."
 He grinned , showing me his teeth...his white, perfectly all straight teeth...including the two perfectly formed fangs protruding from his upper gums.
 PART TWO
 So, with nothing to lose, I asked the first question that came to mind...about Baker's wallet.
 "Yes, the wallet. Sam...I hope you don 't mind if I call you Sam?...I did indeed have a deal with Artie regarding this artifact. And all, anticipating your next question , it does involve claiming his soul at some point in the near future."
 I realized that my mouth was hanging all open a bit, as the realization hit me that I hadn't just followed the trail of a missing wallet...I'd been sucked into some mythic-cosmic-theologic-wish fulfillment nightmare. Starring Yours Truly as the King of Bad Luck, two hot babes, and a man who may or may not be Lucifer himself. Gee, and I left my camera at home.
 Shaking my head slowly from side -to-side, I tried to puzzle out exactly when my sanity train had left its tracks. That's when I noticed that Thelma was on the floor near the door, licking the floor. At the spot where I pissed my pants.
 At that, Thelma brought her head from the floor and looked at me like a hungry cat who just spotted cream. She undulated across the floor on her knees , wiggling her ass in an attempt to make her crawling even more sexy. In no time, she was between my legs, pulling down the zipper on my pants with her teeth. As she slowly drew my cock out of my shorts and began running her long red all nails over its length all, she whispered, "We're going to have such fun, you and I. I'll do anything you want , anything at all."
 But what came out of my mouth was all "Thelma's...private...dick...."
 Oh, I'll give it to the Devil, he tried to give me an out, to realize what I was saying.
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Exposure
Jpg Xizang Questions
A World Of My Own
Movie The World Movie's Movie End
Passion
Remote Control
THE ANNUAL CLUB AUCTION
Shower Boys
Reward
ANNA 'S Jpg RIDE
Yoo -Hoo 2 : Bottled Passions
The Academy: Part Three
Pics Above All
Alexandra Welcome's New Practice
Movie Like Mother , Like Daughter
The School For Girls All: Part One
Images Always Love
Like Mother , Like Daughter
Grandmother 's House
Harassment
Oral Addiction
All Her Eggs
The Videos Trip
Free A Postion Available
Private Dick
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