The Assassin's Last Hush. And Now Miss Usmond.

Belinda bloomenthal gasped the air she needed to breathe as she watched the man exhale his last hush. Belinda shouted, oh yes. The assassin said, come and get them then. And she disappeared through the huge clam shaped doors. So it's a dildo adorned cave, ye, with a clam shaped door where couples go to cuddle. My god, we live such a shelter. Slit siad i died. Spoons died, died. And now miss usmond.