My own erection swelled up and thick hot gobs of my cream stained and soaked my shorts. I found myself holding my breath and was afraid to let it out ...ecause it might make noise. There was no way I could let them know I'd been watching so I quickly tip toed to my room and quietly closed the door. I was a mess as I stripped of my shorts and used them to clean myself before putting on a clean pair. Since they were soiled and I could smell my sperm in them I shoved them under my bed and figured. "So I guess you've got a lot of these girls?" Yeah." That's okay." Then she stopped. "Is ... Heather?" No."She sighed. "Oh, good. I don't think I could handle that." But you could handle the waitress?" Yeah."That was interesting. We spent most of the ride in silence and thought. As she dropped me off, I said, "You remember that hypnotist we talked about? Demetrius?" Yeah?" She gasped. "Is he one of you?!" That's how it seems." No wonder he's so popular. Even Sheldon seems to like him!"We. He doesn?t even make a sound as the blade finds his windpipe. His eyes roll back and he is dead, even as his cum spills into my pussy. After a few moments, I push him off of me. I am covered in his blood and I can hear my wife screaming, ?You?ve killed him you stupid bitch! You killed him!? Over and over she screams. I go over and open the box and let her out and she flies at me intent on murder herself. After some struggle I have her subdued and she calms down, but she keeps mumbling to. ’ ‘You want to take the rest of the day off Vince? You look like you need it. Is everything okay?’ Tom, Vincent’s boss asked. ‘I’m fine Tom, just got some personal stuff going on right now.’ ‘You want to talk about it?’ ‘No, thanks though. I just need to get my mind off things.’ ‘Then why don’t you move all the files from the storage unit back into the office. It’s about time we got them back in here. Should keep you busy until around six. It’s easy, it’s mindless.’ Fucking motherfucker….