...there's actually another reason I haven't come around lately" Ashley said, look down at her feet.Tim and Raylene looked at eachother, somewhat conf...sed about what the teen was going to say next. "Go on hun. You can tell us" Raylene said softly."Ummm. So... last time was a lot of fun, and....I really want to do it again sometime" Ashley said as the other two began to perk up at the news that she was interesting doing it again.Ashley continued "last time I didn't blow you, and I knew that the. We’d run into the men’s room toilets, into one of the stalls, where we begin making out. The feeling of his tongue in my mouth. He’d begin touching my breasts, and running his hand up my legs and my skirt. I’d never felt this before. It’d feel good.I’d get down on my knees, unzip his trousers, reach my hand in and pull out his cock. I’m new to being with guys, so I’d be nervous. I’d stroke it slowly, watching the foreskin move over the head. Watching the skin peel on and off. I’d start stroking. My memories of that time today are pretty confusing, but the trauma is still fresh.”“Do you know the difference between a professional killer and a serial killer, Lucas?”“The purpose. Professional killers kill to make money. Serial killers mostly kill for fun or compulsion.”“Yes, professional killers don’t kill for killing, they kill for money. So if there’s no reason, they don’t kill people. But serial killers kill for fun, or even for no reason, simply for the sake of it. Most of them are. He felt something warm and wet running down the sides of his back and tried to strain his head to see what it was. Blood. Warm and sticky it felt dripping from him onto the bed sheet, he tried not to move as to keep himself from bleeding all over her bed and cause himself another ferocious beating. The woman returned to the bedroom standing for a minute in the doorway and watched her victim writhe in pain, a demonic smile spread across her face as she witnessed the humiliation and suffering.