Such a Pity by Yvette Appleby

Tilly wasn’t sure about on line dating. Generally the men were uniformly unimpressive however she was attracted to one. 

On meeting she thought he was just perfect so invited him to her flat.

There she poured two glasses of wine and, with a practiced sleight of hand, slipped a white powder into his. Such a pity, she thought, I rather liked him.

He in turn moved behind her, slipped  off his tie, and pulled it tight around her neck as she gasped and struggled.

“Such a pity” he said “I rather liked her”.

To celebrate he drank both glasses of wine.

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