This was followed a couple of days later by several high profile arrests of street gangs from LA to San Francisco. I received a card in the mail, with...no idea how they found out where I was living, and no return address, saying that my dorm room needed some cleaning, but that my fridge had been restocked.The kidnapping problem had been taken care of. There was no drama, nor was there any exciting car chase, thank God. I really didn’t want any additional injuries. I let out a mental sigh of. Physical pain. I wanted to watch him physically suffer. Then Irealized I was thinking like a man. So I decided to take my revengeusing the creativity that only a woman can bring to the task. Oh willhe still suffer; I just won't be there to see it. It was deliciousbeing the one doing instead of receiving for a change."Jack retold the ominous things he did to Vladimir. By the time hefinished Linda was laughing so hard she couldn't breathe.A jubilant Linda withdrew the thumb drive from the. He had already seen pictures of scythes on the computer, and there was even a video of someone using one, but the scythe handle wasn’t going to be as simple as the other handles he had made.There were several designs, but basically they all had a slight bow to a long handle with two smaller handles attached to the main stem and spaced a couple of feet apart. The blade of the scythe was swung in an arc parallel to the ground to cut the wheat stalks, hence the long, bowed handle.He noted that the. Her lips are quivering, revealing her fear... or could it be lust?Randall is at the edge of the bed. He takes a long, deep whiff of the air that is filled with the pungent stench of Vivian's fucked cunt."Damn, you smell that, boys?" he exhales. "This little blind slut's pussy stinks sooooo good."He admires the art-work I've drawn on Vivian's belly."Please Make This Cunt CUM!" he reads aloud. "Well, I guess we'll have to do just that."He pulls Vivian's legs apart. Then he slides onto the bed so.