Tuesday, May 25, 2010

The Streak - 85

Thelxie was on her knees in the back of a limousine. She took the double's finger into her mouth and teased off his blocky ring. Now both were balanced on her tongue. She looked up and gave him a cheeky smile.

"Hmmm... you little thief, huh?" he said drowsily.

She winked. Careful not to swallow.

"Better give me back my... my... my.... Thassa... thassa... shouvenir."

As his body relaxed his vodka rocks fell to the shag without a sound. She rotated the rings so the other one was upright, clasped between her teeth, and his was in her cheek. She again took his finger, limp and curling now, and placed it between her lips. She pushed the ring past his knuckles and felt the tickle of his fingertip on the back of her tongue. She withdrew and sat up on the seat opposite him. His mouth was agape now, his eyes closed and his body inert.

She rapped three times on the division window. The chauffeur dropped her off at the Four Seasons and took the unconscious man across the Mississippi River.

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