Private Dick

    I looked at my watch, it was nearly eight o’clock. It had been a slow night so I decided to close up shop when she walked in through the door like a cool night breeze. 

     She was a buxom brunette with a silhouette like magic and dreams. She wore a red and black dress that hugged her curves. This dame looked more dangerous than all the perps I had ever tailed. 

     She had an hour glass figure with hips like a stand-up jazz bass, ready to be pressed against you, to be plucked and played. She had red luscious lips so full and pouty she looked like she was constantly mouthing “ooh” or “poof”. She had a chest that screamed for attention as if they were saying: “Take a quick gander but don’t make it obvious you perv”. 

     “Are you?” she paused for a second looking at the sign on the door, her voice was soft and sultry as she took a breath like she was about to sing a bluesy tune… “Wally?” 

    She had legs for daze, wearing a pair of black peep toe pumps and silk stockings with seams that ran all way up into that tight taut tempting terrific tumultuous figure of hers. 

     “Yes m’am” I said removing my fedora, putting it back on my desk. 

     We locked eyes for a second, like a Mexican stand-off. Her guns pointing and I was try my hardest best not to show or fail this test. 

     “What can I do for you Ms.?” I dragged the Ms. part. I couldn’t tell in this light if she was old enough to be a housewife or if she was young, dumb and full of energy to carry on into the night. 

     “Ms. M” she responded. “Just M.” 

     “Well Ms. M, what I can do you for on this late Friday evening?” 

     She paused for a second. I could feel the tension in the air. I loosened up my tie, the sound of the fan whirred over us as the lights from the city peered through the blinds. 

     “I need you to prove my innocence” she said. 
     “You need a lawyer for that” I replied. 
     “I’ve been found innocent in court” she responded. 
     “Well whadda you need me for?” 
     The brunette and her silhouette lit up a cigarette and said…“because I killed my husband.”