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THE NIGHTINGALE AND THE CONDUCTOR
(08/05/04 - 133 words)
"Done. Done, done. Done done-done-done-done-done…" Basking in the afterglow, the brunette sang softly.
**I was good, wasn’t I?** Alex commented smugly to herself. **Actually, I think was better than good. I was excellent.**
As Eine Kleine Nachtmusik a la Olivia continued…
**Scratch that, I was exceptional. Superb.** The smile turned into an arrogant smirk. **Wonder if I could make her a coloratura soprano. Think I’d make a first class conductor. Yes, the great maestro Alex.** The blonde closed her eyes, and sighed contentedly, planning her next program. "Hmmmm..."
She didn’t notice when the happy humming stopped, and the dreamy look on her lover’s face turned feral…
**Waitaminute! How did this happen?** Suddenly, she found herself flat on her back, with the Ride of the Valkyries raging in her head. **Oh, my. Conduct me…**
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