 In bangers the fiercely competitive world of border private investigations, no matter what the situation , there are two kinds of guys - the quick and the dead. Quick to seize the initiative border, quick to recognize borderbangers danger , quick to see all the border angles border - or dead to rights in a pool of blood on some rainy, big city sidewalk.
 Since I ain't dead, you can border figure out for yourself what category I fit into.
 "Ohhhh Godddddd....the things you do with that tongue...aaaaaahhhhhhhh..."
 The border name borderbangers's Sam...Sam Spain, gumshoe for pics hire borderbangers. For the borderbangers most part, I handle small, private matters...a cheating border husband, a skip trace, the occasional missing person. There's borderbangers no shortage of work for an enterprising guy borderbangers who's not afraid to get his hand's dirty...especially if you border carry a big stick and know how borderbangers to use it borderbangers.
 Thelma was waitressing, serving drinks to the bangers five or six people scattered at borderbangers small tables throughout the club. I stayed just inside the entrance to the club until she returned borderbangers to the bar and sat down bangers, then walked over to pics her and border pulled out my lighter to start the cigarette she borderbangers'd just placed in her mouth.
 Mickey left to get the drinks, and she border turned to face me. "To what border do I owe the pleasure of border your company, copper? You lookin' for loot, or a body?"
 Warning bells started border to go off in my mind border; I had only wanted information about "Dr. Mesmer," not to confront him this border early in the borderbangers game. Still...this guy was very borderbangers likely some weak pics-kneed performer who border'd wet his pants if I came on hard and tough, giving him no chance border to dance around the subject. I'd come on strong, and border he'd spill the goods, and borderbangers life would be border sweet for all border concerned, especially yours truly. So borderbangers I let her pull me along toward borderbangers the back of the border bar.
 "Cccccccuuuuuummmmmmminnnnnnggggggggggg borderbangers.."
 "Ahhhh...good evening Detective...?"
 His mouth tightened border in a slight grin, but borderbangers the tightening of his grip on my hand showed he was not amused. "Its something I've been wearing since before you were born, Mr pics. Pain."
 "In so many words, yes."
 PART TWO
 "Because he still has to pay his penance for border breaking our contract."
 I borderbangers realized that my mouth was hanging open a bit, as the realization hit me that I hadn't just followed the trail border of a missing border wallet borderbangers...I'd been sucked into some mythic border-cosmic-theologic borderbangers-wish fulfillment border nightmare. Starring Yours Truly border as the King of Bad Luck, two hot babes, and border a man who may or may not be Lucifer himself. Gee, and I border left my camera border at home.
 "Come, come, Sam...you're alone in bangers life, you don pics't even have border a secretary, and Thelma hasn't left this place borderbangers in border 200 years. She border needs someone to keep her borderbangers in check while she borderbangers's learning border all the ropes." Lucifer lowered his voice conspiratorially. "And besides...she gives great head." He turned to Thelma. "Show him!"
 "Keep it borderbangers up, baby, just a borderbangers little more ...I'm soooo close...."
 So, now, on most days, you'll find me between Thelma's legs, fucking or sucking to her pics endless content bangers.
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