I know that would have only created a rift between us. I should have followed her covertly. Did I do either of those things? No! What did I do? I went...on a stupid sightseeing trip! When I got home, I found Kat dead on the couch which made me feel like the ground had opened up and swallowed me whole.There is only one thing that I feel that I can do about all of this. Most people would think that I should bring the killer to justice, but I am not going to do that. I want the killer to suffer. I. .you fuckin realise..you’re mine. Not his. Mine." He rolled on top of her, red eyes glaring down at her, canines elongated, completely oblivious to the fact that he was hurting her, and she, painfully aware that in that moment, everything was lost. She resigned herself to it and laid still as death beneath him, averting her face. Alex reached up and gripped her face in his hand, forcing it back until she had no choice but to look at him, but to watch as everything slipped away."No, that’s. Bad as they might be, I wanted worse. I was seeking out sick, sex addicted men with nothing good in their lives. No, not the ones carrying STD's necessarily, but how would I tell the difference anyway? I wanted the ones who loved women, but were unable to convey that love with any semblance of passion or romance whatsoever. I imagined that they dreamt of women constantly; and we rejected them utterly, as pigs and degenerates, unfit for our company.Only I was different. I sought them out even. Slowly, she started to move the hand cuddling Emma's legs and stomach. She could feel both of their clits becoming hard. Stella thought that Emma's face looks like it was begging for her do something more so she kissed her. Their tongues finally touched and Emma mouthed, 'fuck me'.Stella nodded and took her hand, pulling her out of the water. She laid her on the towel staring at her naked body. Then, she took her panties off showing her shaved pussy. Emma thought how badly she wanted to fuck.