"Lady gone." Bob probed the memory rising with the statement. There was a woman, in a dark black dress, wearing a veil. How very apropos for this cloa... and dagger stuff. The oddly twisted man on the floor could remember her perfume, an intense sweet smell. She had shoulder length black hair in a 50's style perm, and wore low black work heels.This victim remembered her laughing in a deep, almost masculine tone as she left him on the floor, putting a large pistol into her purse. Bob thought of. But they (and Dorothy) wanted me as a woman, while Ronnie loved me as ahelplessly feminized male!In front of me, Angela looked merely amused as she recited her lines:"I'm going out for a while, Gwendolyn," she said with campy hauteur,"And while I'm gone, I want you to dye my leather jacket. You'll findeverything you need in the Bathroom." Oh must I, Mistress?" I protested for the camera, "That stuff leavesblack spots that stay on for weeks!"For answer, Angela swatted me across the front of my. More

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