5.)
I'm going to have a hard time convincing the rest of the crew that Freedy Filkins is the man for the job.
An unprepossessing fellow, to say the least. A round mound of pounds. Rudely unaware of anyone but himself. A shallow inlet in a shallow sea.
But he has the right genes.
I remember Tessie with a fondness and a stirring in regions that hadn't been stirred in some time. Oh, yes. Tessie was enough to bring back black hairs to my gray beard. Magnificent woman. (I have a bit of foot fetish, and her tooties had been the grandest I've ever seen.)
Yes, a grand dame of a woman. She hadn't always been so, though. I remembered the mousy woman who'd first asked me for a job. If I hadn't seen her filch the paperweight off my desk on her way out, I'd never have given her a chance.
No, Freedy Filkins will work out just fine. He can't help himself. Larceny runs in the family.
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[An unprepossessing fellow, to say the least. A round mound of pounds. Rudely unaware of anyone but himself. A shallow inlet in a shallow sea.] :)
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