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Chapter 3 by Imhotep Imhotep

What is my response to Hasina?

“I don’t if you don’t “

“I don’t if you don’t “ I said. Hasina responded with a toothy grin, revealing a set of perfect white teeth.

She moved to the door of her truck, and pulled it open. Glancing over her shoulder, I saw a twenty-four pack of bottled water, miscellaneous papers, a newspaper, and a pair of shiny, black spiked high heels on the floor of the back seat. In front, was a black gym bag with what looked like a frilly white thong hanging from the unzipped opening. A Spiderman figure dangled from the rear view mirror.

“Good, give me a call on my cell after 6 tonight, and wee can figure out something, I’d like to get to know my hero a bit better” Hasina said as the climbed into the cab and sat down behind the wheel.

“I’m really feeling like I want to let loose and blow off some serious steam, this has been a majorly fucked up week” she sighed as she pulled the door shut and quickly rolled down the window. Seeing that I had taken out my cell phone, she gave me her number as well as her address, and blew me a kiss as she pulled out of the parking space

“I’ll look forward to your call” she called. As she pulled out of the lot, the wind whipped through her long black hair, tossing it to and fro.

Sitting down behind the wheel of my car, I checked my watch, and considered what I could accomplish between now and six o’ clock.

How do you fill the next several hours?

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