It seemed almost too easy, the point of the blade seemed to just glide through his neck, cutting the arteries, veins and spine. And again before I eve... knew what I was doing I had him in my arms and with a violent twist I heard his neck snap and felt his already dying body go limp.He lay there on the floor, the wound in his neck draining his blood surrounding him in a pool. Seconds seem to take hours to pass. My fiancee bathed and collapsed in the shower weeping. I learned much later it was her. ..it...it isn't what it looks like, I promise!" I said with fear in my voice"Ha Ha, I fucking knew it, you are just some white bitch boi who loves BBC" He scoffed at me with his eyes fixed on the laptop screen and then darting onto me."Bill, please don't tell my mum, she will kill me if she finds out!" Don't worry bitch, I ain't gonna tell your momma anything, as long as you act how I want you too from here on out" My little clitty was pulsating by the idea of Bill being in charge of me and. After that I would do some porn site hopping; then head off to bed for some “which position do you want me in?” birthday sex if it wasn't too late. Otherwise I would just wank to a fantasy of her in positions I'd never been able to request before falling asleep. I love my wife and I know she loves me but she has her limits in bed and I really didn't think, “Honey, would you kindly fuck me in the ass with a strap-on?” would fall within those limits. As I walked in the front door the house was. A little about me? Not much you need to know. Twi called me Blondie for a good reason. Sixteen year old girl, white as white can be, dirty blonde hair, blue green eyes, still looking more like a kid than most of the kids my age. I’d always been small, a curse, seeing as how my dad and my brothers all topped six foot. Hardly seemed fair, but you play what you’re given, and I found a way to make it work. You see, in my hood, if you wanted to make it, you had to have a gimmick. You could be the.