Slade Garrison, PI - Part 2

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: General Erotica  |  House: Booksiesilk Classic Group


“Come in, the door is open” in a gruff voice.

Hearing the squeak when the door opened. I remembered that I should have oiled it for several months. I was still facing the window watching some kid trying to steal some old lady's purse. I picked up my coffee cup of yesterday's blend and topped it off with some bourbon.

Thinking it my ex-wife who came in, I said. "I told you already that the cheque is in the mail!"

"Excuse me Sir? said an unknown voice. Sounding like silk.

Then I turned around, dumbfounded. Standing behind a chair was one of the most beautiful dames I had ever seen. She had jade green eyes and long back wavy hair. Her lips were sultry red with a fulness made for kissing. Her skin creamy Eurasian. I wanted to reach out and touch her.

Watching her sit down, it took everything I had to not stare at her as she crossed her legs. I swear I caught a flash of her lace thigh highs underneath her black skirt, wondering what else is she baring. I caught myself moaning at that thought. Swallowing my gum, she could have passed for Hedy Lamarr.

Like good bourbon, dripping innuendos, she was dressed in something that made her feel good in her own skin. With an obvious air of confidence. Her legs reached up to Peking. I could tell that her femininity lasted past midnight when the mascara had smudged. She took ownership and didn't share.

Shuffling paper on my messy desk. I found a yellowed pad which I had been doodling.

"What can I do for you, Miss? My secretary is at lunch." I ask, my voice is a bit shaky from my much-too-obvious desire.

"I understand you are a private dick, she said, causing me to choke on my cold coffee punch.

"Well, that's one way to put it," I chuckled. Thanking you for putting my johnson in her privates.

"I need your help. Mr. Moto downstairs recommended you." She was interrupting my thoughts.


Submitted: July 05, 2021

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