Luanne Mayfair might have killed her boss a little. Fine, a lot. Pretty much all the way. God, that sounds bad. But he was a sleazebag. Honest. The maids at the Mushroom Mile Motel that Earl Cosgrove managed often prayed for lightning to strike the lecherous bastard. Alas, God had seen fit to send Luanne instead.
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