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VelvetDarkness

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Complete the last sentence and write as much or as little as you like to continue this story, leaving off part way through a sentence for the next poster to pick up. The plot can and will become utterly ridiculous.

Lisa sat in beneath a tree in the small park outside her office. The weather was warm and sunny and she had elected to bring her sandwiches outside. She leaned forwards to brush a fly from her food and suddenly a shadow fell over the place where she was sitting. Lisa looked up to see...
 
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Her boss, leaning down to peer nearsightedly at her.

"Is that you, Margo?" he demanded fretfully. "I've lost my...
 
Her boss, leaning down to peer nearsightedly at her.

"Is that you, Margo?" he demanded fretfully. "I've lost my...

....glasses, again. You wouldn't think it possible to keep doing that, would you?" He kept on without even considering a that she might have an answer. "I mean, I always find my belt, and shoes, and tie...even my cuff links...but I seem to always be losing my glasses."

Margo rolled her eyes slightly and considered what they had been doing earlier. "I think...."

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....glasses, again. You wouldn't think it possible to keep doing that, would you?" He kept on without even considering a that she might have an answer. "I mean, I always find my belt, and shoes, and tie...even my cuff links...but I seem to always be losing my glasses."

Margo rolled her eyes slightly and considered what they had been doing earlier. "I think...."

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...I might take a trip soon, David. Business is slow. I'm more than caught up with the accounts. I need some time for myself..."she mused.

"I think this time it will be Brazil. There are a couple of beaches there I want to explore..." she reached beneath her right hip and extracted the specs.

"Yes, dear man. They're stuck to my bum this time," she laughed. "Here you go."

David took the glasses and put them back on, a slow smile spreading across his face. He peered over the rims. "Ahhhh. I see "The Itch" is upon us once more..."

Images of Humberto, Felix...Anastasia...so many others, so many places...leapt to both of their minds.

"Brazil, eh? It sounds delicious, my lovely little sojourner. It's a pity of course that I’ll not be able to join you, but of course you know I’ll be there... in spirit. Where will you start? Praia do Pinho? Sítio Ibatiporã, maybe? Oh, never mind. It doesn’t matter. Don’t tell me, surprise me.”

Margo curled up closer to him and reaching up, placed her forehead against his for a moment. “I….
 
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...I might take a trip soon, David. Business is slow. I'm more than caught up with the accounts. I need some time for myself..."she mused.

"I think this time it will be Brazil. There are a couple of beaches there I want to explore..." she reached beneath her right hip and extracted the specs.

"Yes, dear man. They're stuck to my bum this time," she laughed. "Here you go."

David took the glasses and put them back on, a slow smile spreading across his face. He peered over the rims. "Ahhhh. I see "The Itch" is upon us once more..."

Images of Humberto, Felix...Anastasia...so many others, so many places...leapt to both of their minds.

"Brazil, eh? It sounds delicious, my lovely little sojourner. It's a pity of course that I’ll not be able to join you, but of course you know I’ll be there... in spirit. Where will you start? Praia do Pinho? Sítio Ibatiporã, maybe? Oh, never mind. It doesn’t matter. Don’t tell me, surprise me.”

Margo curled up closer to him and reaching up, placed her forehead against his for a moment. “I….
promise not to disappoint you. And what I have planned this time will be a big surpise-- a few of them. Have you thought about how smart it would be to buy me . . .
 
promise not to disappoint you. And what I have planned this time will be a big surpise-- a few of them. Have you thought about how smart it would be to buy me . . .

that senator we spoke of last month. I.... know it's a lot to ask. But, Daavid..” her voice a rasped whisper over silk, “Stop and think…You know there's no one who can get inside like he can. For chris’sakes, David! He owns or has tacit control over the whole damned matrix of free press. Nothing gets aired without his consent. Nothing goes away either. We need him. I need him."

"I don’t know.” he shakes his head as if shaking off a lucid dream. Then, with a determined gesture, he takes her face firmly between his hands. Silent for a moment, he scrutinizes her blue eyes. He thinks of glaciers and rare diamonds. Of death. All in there in her dangerous, beautiful eyes.

“Didn’t you learn your lesson on that last one, Margo? You know what it could mean…. “
 
"...that everything we worked for, everything we've dreamed, could be spattered all over the Internet for the world to see. All of our secrets exposed. And by the world, of course, I mean Kevin and Louise."

Margo breathed in sharply, feeling her face redden. Her nails dug into David's arms. "That tramp! That, that.... slut! After all that we did to promote them... and then to see that whore up on the piano at the mall, legs wide open and offering up to anyone who passed by," sputtered Margo. "And Louise was even worse."

David grunted and peered at Margo. "Either I'm having a stroke or you gave me the wrong glasses," he said. "Your eyes look like diamonds, but so do your teeth."

She bit her lip and reached back. With a grunt, she pulled out another pair of glasses and held them up. "Sorry," she said. "Good things they're Flexiframes."

"Oh, that's much better!" said David as he slipped them on. He glanced at the other pair, cocking one eyebrow. "So who else has been..."
 
"... riding you like a cheap whore; and, more importantly, what was it that they hoped to gain from you? For we both know that you do nothing for free." David knew better than to get upset of someone else partaking of his Margo. Hell, he didn't even know why he still considered her to be 'his'.

Margo didn't even blush. She simply smirked and snatched the glasses from David's hands. "Oh... that. That was nothing, really. The principal over at my son's school. Someone had to bail the kid out. He was caught..."
 
"... riding you like a cheap whore; and, more importantly, what was it that they hoped to gain from you? For we both know that you do nothing for free." David knew better than to get upset of someone else partaking of his Margo. Hell, he didn't even know why he still considered her to be 'his'.

Margo didn't even blush. She simply smirked and snatched the glasses from David's hands. "Oh... that. That was nothing, really. The principal over at my son's school. Someone had to bail the kid out. He was caught..."

"Hiding in the girls bathroom again I wish he would stop doing that i can't always bail him out time and time again". she replied with a slight smile

" I wonder when he's.....
 
going to reach puberty. Then we can put him on norebelatol which is said to have serious side effects. Ask your doctor before administering this medication to your...
 
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