A second theory is that he simply caught and killed her, only realizing afterward she was his girlfriend. Hence, why he was not even preparing to rape...or mutilate her when I arrived. Either way, after that he vanished.” They all said either one was possible, and only if he popped up again would we find out for sure. However, I knew that the Silent Slasher was never returning.After practice, Clint and I relaxed over cups of tea (his was the size of a small pail) and caught up on things. He knew. ” and stepped through the doorway.“I hope it doesn’t come back and bite me in the ass.” I thought out loud.“This ass?” she asked, and slapped a cheek through the bars, ““I think it’s safe.” and dropped down to unlock the bracelets around my ankles.“I wasn’t there when it happened either you know.” I reminded her, “I’m just going by rumors I’ve heard.” and felt my feet touch down on concrete.“Don’t care.” she huffed, now working on my wrists.“I’m just saying; you can’t do anything about it.” I. I plopped down on the couch and flipped on the TV. There wasn’t really anything on, but staring mindlessly at it made me not think about what Brad had said. The days that follow were filled with lectures from my son. No matter how much I told him I didn’t want to listen to it, he wouldn’t shut up. Everyday was the same, he’d command me, and he’d plead with me to be happy again, to leave his father, or find another man. I began to shut my ears to him, and dread when it came time for him to come. ‘You’re still hard?’ I heard as the first coherent words uttered from the limp Lucy in my arms. ‘Yes ma’am. Did I fuck some worries out of you?’ ‘You have no idea young man!’ She said with a giggle. ‘I’m 25, how am I young?’ ‘Compared to a millennia-old cradle robber like me, you’re nothing!’ ‘We’ll just see what a young whippersnapper like me can get up to, now won’t we?’ I flipped her around. Then I sat her down on the throne and went for it. I started to piston into her with my monstrous.