A shudder streaked through Cassidy, and in the deep ridges of his mind he saw the bottle as a loathsome, grotesque creature that had lured Doris and captured her and pleasured itself with her, draining the sweet life from her body as it poured it's rottenness into her. He saw the bottle as something poisonous and altogether hateful, and Doris completely helpless in it's grasp.
Cassidy's Girl
David Goodis
1951
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