’ ‘There’s something else for me to do on your next treatment.’ ‘You really want me to reinjure myself, nurse?’ ‘No, but I think you nee... more treatments anyway.’ ‘Oh nurse…I think all the bad stuff is about to come out,’ I hissed with need. Elly stopped touching me completely. My dick twitched, but didn’t cum. More precum surged to the top. She just watched until my cock stopped twitching. ‘Stand up,’ Elly said. ‘Why?’ ‘I want to do something.’ I got up, with my dick like a flagpole in front. Not actually murder, but knee-capping, breaking ribs, rape, etc. Like I said anything short of murder.I knew some 'stand-up guys' from my days in Iraq who were willing to help me out on a case by case basis. My customers that wanted to 'hire' me were found by a few carefully worded classifieds in some 'merc mags' and other publications I won't name.Business was very good. You might be surprised to know how many people there are who want to 'hire' me. It seems there are a lot of people out. This was quite a contrast from squabbles over money, divergent interests, and the conflicts that unwarranted changes brought. He thought he must have been dreaming, because old-fashioned love between two people just didn’t seem possible anymore in the contemporary age. A woman and a man couldn’t be held together by love anymore—but property and prestige instead, their love growing cold due to their self-imposed independence from each other and their constant striving for more, as the two. Sunday morning came around soon enough, and Daniel was in his bedroom,just out of the shower, when he got a text from Beth. The text causedalarm and increased anxiety immediately, and was followed a minute laterwith a call from Beth. Disaster had struck, Beth's parents weren't goingvisiting relatives after all, they had changed their plans last minute."What are we going to do now? They can't see me, I'm not 'that' passablethat they wouldn't know it's me!?" I know, I know... I'm thinking...".