2009 - Ordinary Thunderstorms
2009 - Ordinary Thunderstorms
“The Shaft, in certain lights, could still appear severely impressive: hard-edged, volumetrically imposing, a triumphant melding of form and function—as long as you didn’t look too closely.
Mhouse, of course, was thinking none of these thoughts as she plodded up the stairs to her flat—Flat L, on Level 3, Unit 14. She was tired; she had drunk a lot of alcohol and had snorted many lines of cocaine over the last six hours or so as well as performing a variety of sexual acts with two men—what were their names? Still, she had £200 folded flat in the sole of her white PVC boot. It had been one of Margo’s specials. She and Margo showed up at this hotel in Baker Street at midnight where two men were waiting for them in a double bedroom (nice bathroom en suite)—Ramzan and Suleiman, that was it—and so the long night had begun. Ranizan and Suleiman, that was them, yeah, old blokes, but clean—but which one was which?
Luckily, Margo had called her at lunchtime and so she had been able to park Ly-on... with her next-door neighbour, Mrs Darling.MoreLess
Mhouse, of course, was thinking none of these thoughts as she plodded up the stairs to her flat—Flat L, on Level 3, Unit 14. She was tired; she had drunk a lot of alcohol and had snorted many lines of cocaine over the last six hours or so as well as performing a variety of sexual acts with two men—what were their names? Still, she had £200 folded flat in the sole of her white PVC boot. It had been one of Margo’s specials. She and Margo showed up at this hotel in Baker Street at midnight where two men were waiting for them in a double bedroom (nice bathroom en suite)—Ramzan and Suleiman, that was it—and so the long night had begun. Ranizan and Suleiman, that was them, yeah, old blokes, but clean—but which one was which?
Luckily, Margo had called her at lunchtime and so she had been able to park Ly-on... with her next-door neighbour, Mrs Darling.MoreLess
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