Private dick Justin Case studies the lurid black and white photos on his desk...although his head is telling him this dame is trouble, just staring into her BabyBlues makes him feel he is standing on the edge of an abyss, one step away from making the big fall.

 He is abruptly startled by a knock at the door, and looks up as the tall blonde burst into his room.
 "Case - I need your help!"
 "Well Dollface.." (he plays it slow, looks her up and down)... "I can think of a million ways I could be of service.  Whats this about?"
 "Its my Husband...Truly DeepPockets...I think you've heard of him?"

  I let out a long slow whistle...sure I knew DeepPockets...who in this sleazy town didn't owe that bastard something?  But that was business as usual, and this Babe was clearly agitated...I smelled something besides the soft lilac scent of her skin...I smelled trouble.

 "I'll look into it Dollface...where can I reach you?"

 She leaned into me close, close enough for me to feel her breast against mine, close enough for me be certain that she could feel my heart pounding out through my icy-cool exterior on this hot muggy night..."When you are ready for me...I'll be reaching for you!"

 Damn this Dame was hot...hot like the barrel of a smoking gun.  I knew the setup wasn't right, but agreed to check it out anyway.  It was a job, just a job, but the pay was right and even a gumshoe has gotta pay the rent.

 I reached for my hat and knew just where to start....As I pulled the caddy out onto the slick dark street, I was headed to that big mansion on the outskirts of town...I was headed to the DeepPockets estate...


-- Modified on 6/2/2005 7:02:15 AM