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Date Posted: 21:41:58 08/31/02 Sat
Author: Dominique
Author Host/IP: cache-rm08.proxy.aol.com / 152.163.189.136
Subject: ..::..I Just Wanna Fly... Put Your Arms Around Me Baby..::..

..::..She had just returned from another long week of playing hostess. This week it had been a trio of gangsters from Philly who could never treat a woman right if their lives depended on it, and their lives did depend on it. The trio were now officially "missing" and the battered femora was graciously put on paid medical leave, and didn't have to return to work for a month or so. Locking the door behind her she unzipps her knee high boots and limps over to the fridge to grab some ice. Checking her machine she lets out a relieved sigh, he didn't call her. Laying down on the couch she puts the bag of ice on her now black and blue swollen knee, removing a few cubes from the bag she reseals it and lets the ice melt between her fingers and onto her forehead. Her fingers trace to her belly button, where there was a bandage instead of a ring. The bastards pulled it out while they had her pinned to the wall. A quick feeling of nausea passes over her bruised frame at the memory of the past week. Closing her eyes she falls into a fitfull sleep, the melted ice in her hand rolling off her forehead, across her eyes and onto the leather she now claimed as her temporary bed..::..

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