Dear Melissa
I’m gone. Your account is cleared. You have others. You were right to distrust me. Old habits are hard to break.
Yours is worse. I’m just a con.
How many women wear opera capes and are never back before dawn? And those fangs! Am thankful you never kissed my neck.
Let’s call it a draw. I don’t expose you. I have pictures. You show up in them.
The police are still seeking that prowler who leaves teeth marks in the bathroom soaps of local pensioners, you weren’t fussy about gender here, were you?).
I get the money.
Stefan
I’m gone. Your account is cleared. You have others. You were right to distrust me. Old habits are hard to break.
Yours is worse. I’m just a con.
How many women wear opera capes and are never back before dawn? And those fangs! Am thankful you never kissed my neck.
Let’s call it a draw. I don’t expose you. I have pictures. You show up in them.
The police are still seeking that prowler who leaves teeth marks in the bathroom soaps of local pensioners, you weren’t fussy about gender here, were you?).
I get the money.
Stefan
