”“I know. I found out some other things about myself that I don’t like.”“What’s that?” Ben said.“I’m meaner than hell, and that does...’t sit well with me.”Ben jaw dropped a bit as his eyes widened. “Why would you say that? I know you can be an asshole when you’re mad. Almost everyone is.”“I...” Kevin looked away in frustration. “I enjoyed killing those men. All I could think about is how they had hurt me. I’m happy they’re dead. Good people don’t do that.”“Go on,” Ben said.Kevin’s expression. She tightly wrapped Her legs around Him; the pair lost in the pleasure of Their lovemaking. They were so magnificent!I slipped my hand down, and found my hungry, little cunt. I dripped juices, my pussy burning with passion. I had satisfied both my Gods, and now I could finally have my release. I shoved two fingers inside me, clenching my teeth as my climax surged through me.The rest of the morning passed uneventfully. Once They ate breakfast and showered, They left for the day, and I spent two. I destroyed everything. That’s why people hate me. I don’t blame them. I hate me too.Well Diary, you’re my secret friend and hidden witness so I’m here to say that the Eugenie who did all those awful things is dead. Like John Wilkes Booth died in a barn in southern Maryland, the old Eugenie died while wrapped in her sweet, still loving, and unbelievably forgiving husband’s arms.Like John and Edwin I’m here to say, even as John was the murderer and the destroyer, and Edwin was the rescuer; I,. He had steel-grey eyes that smiled when he did. I tried to stammer out a thank you, but he disappeared before my eyes. I spotted the wineglass on the table and picked it up, swallowing it in one gulp before going to the door to let the police in. ******************************* Jeff spent that night in jail. For breaking the restraining order. For assault with a deadly weapon with intent to kill. And for resisting arrest, striking an officer and disorderly conduct. He went to trial a few weeks.