“My dear friend,” she laughed, “not so tragic, if you please. ” Michelle gasped. No amount of scrubbing could remove the stains, the blood of an unknown man she had stolen from the scene of a car accident, a stupid drunk with no license who had wrapped his Chevy truck around a very large oak tree. Wood, who appeared to be collecting her energies for a terrible explosion, "in the hope that they may prove acceptable. She unlaced his pants and slid them down his hips, examining him as he stood before her naked. Ramage—about the forty pounds. She hit the villain with it. What was it she had expected? Surely her moods were getting a little out of hand. “Oh, Michelle, I’m such a miserable fool.
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