jeff was an ordinary guy. he liked jazz and cold beer. he was responsible too. this very quality is what put him where he was that night. he'd had too much to drink. "its not to far to walk." he thought. on his way a woman approched him. tight low-cut top. micro shorts revieling silky skin. stilletos. venus in person. she never said a word. she circled him. smiling she moved closer. she touched him. hand sliding from the neck, down the chest, then further. his heart quickend. just as he allowed himself to accept the pleasure of this unexpected delight, there came another. a woman identicle to the first. silent like the first. all attention left him as they silently dared each other. in one fluid moment each whipped out a gun. simultaneously they shot each other.