Posted January 19, 2009
Shulamith pauses while dressing
in her boudoir…
**reading note** “…Here’s a small something for you – in just your color…
“Think of me when you wear them…
in fact, think of me always.
Easton: Aren’t you lookin’ fine, Shu.
Feminine intuition tell you I’d be asking you out
Shulamith: *startled* Huh – it sure didn’t tell me you’d be sneaking in here, did
Shulamith: *primping* Besides, what makes you think I’m
getting ready for you?
Easton: And why wouldn’t you be? It’s been a while since we had a little rendezvous -- at that club you like –
Shulamith: Not tonight. Business, hon. Strictly business.
Easton: Oh yeah – your little code word for him
Shulamith: What’re you talking about? Business is business.
Easton: Hey, I’m a big boy; you can say his name out loud.
Shulamith: No need, if you know it already *shrug*.
Shulamith: I’ve gotta go now; no time for idle chitchat –
Easton: Sure… go start that meter runnin’, sweetheart –
Shulamith: Don’t wait up for me.
Easton: If you say so – in the interests of conservation, I won’t even bother to
leave a light in the window. Have fun *snerk*.
Easton: Man… how can one chick run so hot and cold at
the same time… *shakes head*.
Easton: Good thing I don’t depend on just one
woman. Easton Brickell is never without options.
Hmmm, wonder how that Alma
is doin’… think I’ll get some coffee in the morning…*smile*.
keep a guy like Easton
down for long!
same may be said for those little birdy girls, the
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