（外文电子版资料）Tanith Lee - Wolfed.pdf

Tanith Lee - Wolfed.html Wolfed Tanith Lee Under the glittering cliffs of skyscrapers, in the tangled light wood of neon, concrete, glass, and steel that calls itself New York City, he strayed from the path, and went into a little bar. He was twenty-six years old, six foot four in height, and he weighed around one hundred and seventy-two pounds. He had the kind of face sometimes seen on celluloid, but once, that very year he thought he might make it as an actor, the middle-aged woman in the casting office had said to him, Oh, honey. Youre just too good-looking. That blond hair and those black eyes—be warned. Youll have a bad time here. She then suggested something else. And when he did that, she was very generous, both with her surprisingly pretty body, and with the wad of bills he found later in his car. It was this that started him on his present career, the one he should have been pursuing right now, since he was down to his last twenty. So maybe the bar was a fine idea… or not. Really, it was the girl. She was the reason he came in. And she was not the sort of girl to be of any use. Because she wouldnt need him, not at all. As he sat down on the chromium stool at her side, practiced, he took her in, through the low, cave-dim light. But practice had not prepared him. He liked women a lot. Their voices, their bodies—oh, yes, those—their clothes and how they wore them. Their cosmetics even, jewelry, lingerie—everything about them. And this one— file:///K|/eMule/Incoming/Tanith%20Lee%20-%20Wolfed.html (1 of 22)22-12-2006 23:50:14 Tanith Lee - Wolfed.html She had a burnished hood of claret-red hair, matched neatly by her velvet