Damaged goods

It had to be done.

I knew from the moment she walked through the door that she was trouble.

Her long blond hair, flowing down her back. Her bright red lips and piercing blue eyes.

She stood out from the other people at the party. There was just something about her that didn't seem to fit in.

When her gaze settled on me, it felt like the rest of the world had disapeared, just for those few seconds. All I could see was her golden flowing hair and those ruby red lips. All I could hear was the tapping of her heels.

And then she spoke.

The soft spoken words brought me back to the real world. "I hear you're the man I need to speak to"

The End

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