Publisher's Synopsis
Sofia's one true love who had pledged his devotion everlasting to her and her alone lay on his back staring at the erotic sheen of naked flesh riding his pleasure, the proud smirk on his lips totally oblivious to the small heart his infidelity was shredding no more than a few feet from his current love-fest. As Eddie's garbage truck noisily rounded the corner Sofia lifted her pistol to ready. As Eddie gunned hydraulics Sofia placed her pistol's barrel to the naked nymph's temple and pulled the trigger. As Eddie raced his engine Sofia pushed her pistol to her lover's forehead and fired again. As Eddie again gunned his hydraulics Sofia folded the dead girl's fingers around the pistol's grip, pressed the barrel against her lover's black heart then pulled the trigger once more. And as Eddie backed from the empty container to assault a second, Sofia dropped the pistol atop her lover's stilled chest, hastily wrapped her raincoat about her blood spattered nudity, slipped into her sandals, quietly relocked the entry then silently tread the threadbare throw rugs to exit into the moonless New Year's mist. SOFIA!
