She smiled when she heard it, knowing she was now closed in.She smiled when she heard it, knowing she was now closed in. What she couldn't see was the hole cut out of the top maybe a foot or so in diameter. A basketball would probably fit through it, I don't know. That's not what I had in mind anyway. There were clips around the holes on the top. She was still a bit runny but it wouldn't be long to "ultimate stickiness." I went up the steps to the platform above the Whore Box where I quietly snapped a huge plastic funnel to the hole a foot directly over her head. She never heard a thing over the steady hum of the fans. |