Assassins Have Starry Eyes
“I don’t care for stucco walls and ceilings, but when you’ve got them there isn’t a hell of a lot you can do about them. While I was orienting myself and recalling the events of the night, the door opened and Natalie came in, bearing a tray.
“Are you awake, darling?” she asked.
“Uh-huh,” I said, sitting up in the big double bed that had no head or foot. “What time is it, anyway?”
“Almost eleven. Thursday.”
She set the tray on the dresser and came over. She was fully dressed in he...r favorite around-the-house costume, which consisted of gray flannel Bermuda shorts, a man’s striped shirt, knee-length wool socks, and nicely polished loafers. The logic of baring your legs with shorts only to cover them again with long socks escapes me. Her dark hair was smooth and shining, and her face had a scrubbed and glowing look. If I had remembered nothing at all about what had happened after we got home, I would have known by looking at her: sex always seemed to agree with her.MoreLess
“Are you awake, darling?” she asked.
“Uh-huh,” I said, sitting up in the big double bed that had no head or foot. “What time is it, anyway?”
“Almost eleven. Thursday.”
She set the tray on the dresser and came over. She was fully dressed in he...r favorite around-the-house costume, which consisted of gray flannel Bermuda shorts, a man’s striped shirt, knee-length wool socks, and nicely polished loafers. The logic of baring your legs with shorts only to cover them again with long socks escapes me. Her dark hair was smooth and shining, and her face had a scrubbed and glowing look. If I had remembered nothing at all about what had happened after we got home, I would have known by looking at her: sex always seemed to agree with her.MoreLess
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