Hot with a rod, cool by the pool

Even though she had been everything he could ever hope from a girl, even though he already knew that forever the curve of her hips would haunt the nights when sleep is hard to find, he had had to get rid of her. She knew too much. And she was getting in the way of the fishing. It had been an unpleasant, and messy business. Especially the part with the gators.

Doug finished his cigarette and sighed. Today he would fish his 8′ 5wt fiberglass. He would go with the boat, he knew where to find some bass willing to bite. Tonight, he would get home very late.

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