Blackmailing Julie
BLACKMAILING JULIE Part I I knocked on the apartment door. There was a slight pause, and then it swungopen a few inches. I saw Julie's face, encircled in a blonde bob, appear inthe crack; as soon as she recognized me, her expression drooped. "It's me," I said, in an phony singsong voice, "time for aquickie. I have to be somewhere." There was a short delay, then the door slowly opened. I stepped inside, pushedthe door shut behind me, and immediately began unbuttoning my belt. "Hurryup,...