blood oozing from around his eyes, his nose, and from the
corners of his mouth.’
delightful assets were best enjoyed by a log fire on a bear-skin rug.'
like slits, he formed his hand into a gun silhouette and aimed
it at Jurgis’ face.'
'who more often than not were
business-women power-dressed to the nines.'
room enough for Jurgis to sidle through sideways without chafing
her ample curves.'
the act of nonchalantly resting his hand on her
knee ignited a fuse best left unlit.'
commodities, be it cars, computers, rice - or flesh. Or produce
colossal stomach, and multiple chins that cascaded down her neck
like molten toffee.'
married men whose libido had been dulled by stretch-marks and
'She smiled demurely - 'I
hold burning matches against my skin for as long as I can bear
pondered where he’d find women
with a fetish for young, good-looking male amputees.'
‘Bernice grinned at Jurgis,
"That’s right luv, from now on I’m just plain old Beryl
'Amil Patel got
his teeth kicked in by four thugs who also stole the small brown
'She belched noisily in his face,
a vile mixture of partially digested cheese, pickle and gin.'
Harry Borrett, a big bruiser with warts all over his face, no
front teeth and bald.'
one of his top ladies, Fabiana Perreira, a Brazilian beauty, had
acid thrown in her face.'
found his left leg in the gutter and his right arm on the
pavement across the road.'
waking face resembled the surface
of the Moon, her eyes a mass of concentric rings.'