I drove up to Shelly with my window rolled down. I asked her if she knew where 3rd street was and as she started giving me directions I fired the stun...gun at her and hit her right in the chest. I quickly got out and picked her up and put her in my trunk. I tied Shelly’s hands and feet. I put a ball gag in her mouth. It’s about 3:30 and I have plenty of time.I drove out to my property out of town. I had inherited this land and it had a house and a shop on it. I had built a room inside the shop. For some reason, they had always had this quality of making me want to taste them, to find out if they did taste as sweet as the cherries whose color they so patently matched.My daughter was dressed in a gray tee-shirt that was now pulled down over the waistband of her skirt - the last time I saw her, it struck me, the very same t-shirt had been bunched around her neck as she had bared her chest for the world to see. The thin skirt swayed about her, conservatively covering her legs when she was. Every couple of months a dance was held at a hall down the road from me, on a Saturday evening. This hall was located in the opposite direction of the town pub, which was to my right, and the dances were well attended by all the locals. I had missed the first few dances after my arrival in the village, but decided that it would be inappropriate to continue doing so when pressed on the subject by a few of the inhabitants.Finally attending one of these dances, I joined a table of locals and. I couldn’t see anything. They were aiming right for my car. I watched as the people ahead of me walked to their cars. I kept glancing back but saw nothing. Obviously. BAM! I screamed and nearly pissed myself. Hannah had smacked the window of the passenger side and opened the door, laughing. “What the fuck?!” I shouted, “You freaked me out.” She shut the door and smiled, “Sorry, I couldn’t help it.” I looked back one more time to find his truck missing, and then I turned my car on and.