Wendy dragged me up the stairs. Still in a slightly confused state at what had just happened a few minutes earlier in the kitchen I followed her into ...er bedroom, a small room with a single bed up against one wall and a mass of clothes, CD’s and magazines s**ttered untidily all around the room. ‘Not much time for preliminaries I’m afraid, we need to be cleaned up and out of here well before mum gets back . . . ‘she said as she pulled her t-shirt off over her head. My eyes nearly popped out as. The other three had died quickly and probably close to painlessly, but not the forth guy. The guy in the stairwell had suffered and Nicholas had enjoyed it. Nicholas knew what rage was and he knew that he was not in a rage when he killed that man. He was stone cold sober and 100% in control, and he had enjoyed it. That was the part that bothered him. That man had to die, but he didn’t have to die so painfully. Nicholas had never realized that he had a sadistic streak. Of course most people. “Everything all right in there?” Said an authoritarian male voice.Barbara gasped as she looked to the window and saw a police officer staring at her. With her pants down and hand between her legs, Barbara stared stupidly at the officer. “Why, um, um yes officer.” Barbara stammered. “No problem I just needed to pull off the road and take a rest.”“Lower your window please.”Barbara complied with the request and rolled down the window, forgetting for the moment her immodest state of dress.“It’s. After getting back to the hotel waiting outside was a handsome black gentleman early 50's and the wife went over to him and introduced us then she wanted to go to our room. she whispered in my ear while on the elevator that she wants to fuck him, I said yes . we get to the room and he brought some wine coolers for us to share. we started talking and she told him that she was kinda new to the bbc scene having only 2 others and wanted him to enjoy her and that I was going to watch. He was ok with.