Walking into the bedroom, she quickly shed the miniskirt and sweater, folding them without ceremony. She killed every month, twelve a year, and was for all intents and purposes a serial killer of middle aged men. I'll proclaim his misdoings to the world; and, then, we shall see where he'll stand. On reflection, it occurred to him that he might, perhaps, be able to loosen the iron fillet; a notion no sooner conceived than executed. ‘Do you think I do not know? What am I doing here, do you think?’ ‘That’s just exactly what I’ve been asking myself,’ he returned.
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