Black Narcissus
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A musky and smokey private eye office on the third floor in the corner's edge/
A noir type of feeling was in the air
Detective @C. Lee voice over: She walked in, she had a beautiful set of knockers, she sat down and started spilling her problems to me. I offered her a glass of scotch, she took it, drank it faster than i did, seemed like a gal with big problems, I lit up her cigarette , she smoked rings around my face, with a sad Natalie Wood way about her, she took a drag between her beautiful ruby lips, she was a dame and I knew she was trouble. She hooked up with a gentleman that wasn't as big as gentleman as he seemed, I couldn't help but look up at her lusty hairy legs, this back in the time when they didn't shave, anywhere. I ached for my fedora in the rain, but her disjointed hips left me in a haze, I offered to follow her man, but I wonder if this dame would lead to my end...Not a bad way to go, I suppose.
Part II
Her POV Voice over:
He was stocky, a bit bald but had hair on the sides, a mans man. But then he got a call. He had to leave that night! He couldn't say too much, but it would be alright. He didn't need to pack, they'd meet the next night, he had a job to do. And as the nights passed by I tried to trace the past The way he used to look The way he used to laugh, I guess I'll never know what got inside his soul. I couldn't make it out, just couldn't take it all. He had the saddest eyes a girl had ever seen as though he lived a dream. And as I held him close, he used to search my face, as though he knew the truth, but then a call came through, Detective Lee said he'd soon be home, said to pack a case, and we would make a rendez-vous. But now a year has passed , and not a single word. All the love I knew has disappeared out in the haze. But there is only one thing left I know for sure, won't see his face again.
