TOO MUCH TO DREAM LAST NIGHT
Pat preened in the mirror one last time. The outfit was perfect, she thought: stiletto heels, black-is-black tights, a chain-mail tunic cinched with a no-fingerprints vinylite belt. Vampire-mauve nails, mascara-rimmed eyes. For a comehither touch, she’d drawn on sculpted Cupid’s-bow lips and splashed some rouge across her cheeks.
TOO MUCH TO DREAM LAST NIGHT
RECORDS
PATBENATAR Precious Time (Chrysalis)
by Jon Pareles
Pat preened in the mirror one last time. The outfit was perfect, she thought: stiletto heels, black-is-black tights, a chain-mail tunic cinched with a no-fingerprints vinylite belt. Vampire-mauve nails, mascara-rimmed eyes. For a comehither touch, she’d drawn on sculpted Cupid’s-bow lips and splashed some rouge across her cheeks. Nothing too overt or too hardcore, naturally. Pat was no pervert. Pat was dull and humorless, but Pat was pure. And Pat had a mission.