His cheeks were puffy, and his eyes blood-shot. Other times, the Buick was host to intense make-out sessions that lasted until the sun rose. My wife—killed me. She reeled in excitement, she unzipped his pants while kissing him, trying not to let herself stop touching him as she unclothed him. He was sipping a glass of cold gin and water, and smoking a short black pipe. It was as much accident as anything, but she had killed him. Quite trying of him not to be there when he is wanted.
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