Then the "Off to School" section began. There was little Jessica wavingher parents good-bye on her first day of Kindergarten; all packed forher first ...leepover at a friends' house; her first craft projects; herfirst grade report card; and more birthday parties, including a veryspecial seven-year-old's party with a princess theme.The outstanding science projects that Jessie had created for schoolfairs were still there, but it was obvious that this girl did more thanjust study. She played sports. "God damn it Rockwell get the fuck off of me!" My fists pounded in his chest then I felt a cold piece of metal touch my face and I was staring down the barrel of Sergeant Rockwell's 9mm Beretta. His thumb flicked off the safety and I pleaded with him to stop. "Oh my God, don't! Please Rockwell, please don't do it!" Then I started to cry... and he stated to laugh."Oh that's just fucking great, a little tap on the chin and a gun in your face and you're crying. Yup, you're my superior officer. Her wet slimy pussy rubbed over my nose, my chin.I felt like I was about to pass out. I felt so dizzy, so engulfed by all those sensations. But instead of passing out my body started trembling, and I was orgasming. It was unbelievably intense, such and orgasmic arousal, that lasted for... like forever. I was swept up in pleasures, my mind was simply blown away, overloaded and shut down or something. Just arousal building up higher and building into this big orgasmic relieve. I kept on cumming. She put on the beautiful evening black dress that she had stolen from the naked woman with a bullet hole in her head lying under the bed of the luxurious hotel room. She had to steal a maid's uniform and key to get there in the first place, but she didn't think that the dead former maid would mind. She seemed tobe enjoying herself in her laundry cart, folded up nicely, like one of he sheets that covered her. She enjoyed killing; it was even sexually arousing for her. But her peferred game.