I turned to my partners body, clasping the bench in my hands I pulled myself up. I pulled the blanket back. It was worse. Much worse. He’d carved hi... name into her, the cuts on her were ten times worse, he’d taken his time, it was obvious, words such as ‘revenge’, ‘get you’, ‘gone forever’ sliced neatly into her skin. Her breasts had been removed by him, then sewn back on with twine. She was alive when he did this to her according to the M.E. This wasn’t just murder, this was torture, this was. "He takes two birds out of the bag, puts them on his shoulders and 
jumps off the cliff. Hans watches as Sven falls all the way to the
 bottom, killing himself stone dead. Looking down at the remains of his 
best pal, Hans shakes his head and says, "Dis budgie jumping is too
dangerous for me."
Moments later Ole arrives up at Conor Pass. He's been to the pet
shop too and walks up to the edge of the cliff carrying another paper
bag in one hand and a shotgun in the other. "Hi, Hans.Watch dis," Ole. She made her way back. He was right; there wasn’t much space. Thin curtains filtered the street lights; she could just about make out Louis. He was in some kind of hammock spanning the width of the cab, under that must have been what he referred to as the mattress, it wasn’t as long as the hammock, there was a heap of clothes at one end. There was a towel strewn over the mattress and a jumper at the top which she supposed was a pillow and blanket. She placed the jacket at the top near the. Within a few days we had a reply from a guy named Thom who told us everything we needed to know about what they had to offer, it was not cheap but if we wanted to we could pay for two professional guys to have sex with my wife and help her live out her threesome fantasy. This may sound strange but for some reason I was more at ease with this solution than to have two random guys off the street fuck my wife.So we made plans and arranged to go to Amsterdam in a months time and see where this.