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Fangtasia II, Nightfall
Come night fall, Pam was surprised she didn't have to glamour anyone at the police precinct. A few phone calls late in the afternoon and a successful, high price lawyer on retainer opened doors for her. She pulled her rental Lexus up to the darkened Fangtasia II. The police tape from the mock front porch had been removed. She pulled into the nearest parking space and turned the car off.
A dark man exited the rear driver side door. His dark eyes scanned the front of the building. As he closed the silver car door, he glanced around the lowly lit parking lot. He exhaled the smoke from his thin cigar and curled his lips back to show white teeth. He sauntered to the front of the car. "Is this what you called me for, John?"
Pam climbed out of the car. Her black, PVC thigh-high boots with four inch heels clacked against the pavement. Her matching PVC Daisy Duke shorts left nothing to the imagination as well as her strapless corest. With her long, blonde hair teased and stacked on top of her head, she smiled at Constantine.
A dark man exited the rear driver side door. His dark eyes scanned the front of the building. As he closed the silver car door, he glanced around the lowly lit parking lot. He exhaled the smoke from his thin cigar and curled his lips back to show white teeth. He sauntered to the front of the car. "Is this what you called me for, John?"
Pam climbed out of the car. Her black, PVC thigh-high boots with four inch heels clacked against the pavement. Her matching PVC Daisy Duke shorts left nothing to the imagination as well as her strapless corest. With her long, blonde hair teased and stacked on top of her head, she smiled at Constantine.