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He got up from the bed waking Lu-Lu with the creaking sound it made from her rather light sleep. The broad had been great; too damn great, better than others he had ever screwed. Where the hell did she get that kinda experience from?. He climbed off the bed and into his shorts, sat back and proceeded to light a cigarette from the pack on his bedside stool.
Lu-Lu on the other hand, went through the motions of dressing as he puffed away; releasing the waste through his nose and mouth ‘That was pretty hot’. She thought.
She seemed to have everything as she combed and arranged her mass of red hair as well as her make-up. Her fingers always disappeared into her bag to pick up something new with which she attend to her face with. It her a good half hour to get ready. By then, Harry had already exhausted three cigarettes which their butts glowed faintly on the not-so-clean blue and red flowered linoleum floor.His appetite for smoking hadn’t diminished despite his vow to give it up. Checking his wristwatch;16:03 hours. Almost time for business to begin, he’d better dispose of Lu-Lu or whatever her name was ‘nd go ‘nd see what was pricking Carrie.
Full dressed, she sat back on the bed, lighting a joint and studied him through penetrating eyes. He seemed to be asking himself what had been the purpose of her` visit’. ‘Be calm, keep ‘im guessing’, the under boss had said. Now was the time to cut the crap and git down tae business.
‘Damn fine apartment ‘, she said sarcastically and blew a smoke ring in his face, their foreheads nearly touching. ‘How much it cost you`, she asked blowing yet another ring in his face. His features seemed to be tightening.
This dame was trying to piss him off but he ain’t allowin’ that to happen. If she ain’t got nothing’ but crap to say; then she better haul her ass outta there or he’ll help her do that.
‘Whassup’, he said in his all-too familiar voice for deals when he saw she wasn’t playin’ no games.
‘You interested in makin’ sum reeal fast dough?, coz once you’re in, you ain’t goin’ nowhere’’, he nodded thoughtfully in response.
‘Gimme the facts’
And he listened while she talked.
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