ANALYSISBLACK2008                                                                                                                                       ISSUE 8
 
     
I returned to my place at the computer,
dapper and ready to work.  But there
was something strange in the way she
looked at me.  I would say she had
something up her sleeve but she had
no sleeves.


Though there was something in her
hand...   
 

   
     

And then she did it.
 


She handcuffed me to the lamp.
 

 

What the Hell?
 

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