The description in this story seems to go into loving detail and it's kind of freaky that reports of a scary crime might also provide fodder for the odd fantasies of strange suburbanites: "She was approached by a man who grabbed her and threatened to shoot her if she didn’t cooperate. The assailant then pushed the woman against a wall and pressed his face against her. He also put a long black gun to her head before rubbing the weapon over her chest and groin and her pants pockets.
The robber then instructed the woman to keep her eyes closed as he fled with her purse." Yeah, obviously that was terrifying as Hell in real life but it reads like a Jackie Collins novel only more interesting and real.
The robber then instructed the woman to keep her eyes closed as he fled with her purse." Yeah, obviously that was terrifying as Hell in real life but it reads like a Jackie Collins novel only more interesting and real.
You left out the part where the poor woman looked up and saw that her assailent had the chiselled looks of a male model, his bronzed skin glowing as a lock of his thick, lustrous jet-black hair fell over his forehead and into his piercing blue eyes. She suddenly became aware of his musky cologne, the aroma of fine brandy on his breath, and the outline of a dangerous-looking "love weapon" through the frayed fabric of his skin-tight jeans. "Please, don't ravish me!" she said as his warm lips covered her face with hot kisses. After the kissing bandit fled with her purse, the emotionally-drained young woman wondered, "Will I ever see him again?"
ReplyDeleteWhere did that robbery take place? I might have to hang out near there with my purse and see if I get lucky.
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Frances Semler
This proves once more that Johnson County is nothing bug a thug infested wasteland!
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