”I discussed the Cyrus Vandenberg rumor with Vanessa when I got home. It had been her idea in the first place — the “Wallander” episode about ...illing poor people for body parts. Daddy and Sandra Fleming had bought into the possibility enough to bring in the KCPD. Operations Organs was fully launched.Vanessa was a little skeptical, “Danny Demo? And a med school dropout?”I understood. Agreed, in principal. “It’s a long-shot, babe. But it’s like any other lead, it needs to be checked out.”“Turn it. " I hardly waited for him to get to "ahead", as my right foot was already turned towards the door. I hadn't stepped outside in the last two hours, and it had become surprisingly cooler. Perhaps it was being in the kitchen all day but this added to the pep in my step. Gazing upwards I saw almost a full moon surrounded by stars. "What a perfect fuckin' evening for a party." I thought. I dropped my keys out of sheer excitement attempting to start my car. Once the car was on, I flicked on my. If Allison saw Jerome's name on the list, she knew she had to do him last because he was going to plug her throat and pinch her nose until she passed out.She was also forced to wear a "uniform" which consisted of a business skirt cut so short, her pussy and ass are completely exposed. Same with her breast as her white blouse was missing an convenient section of fabric in the front. Her mandatory name tag had its picture updated to one where her face is covered in cum. It was now pinned to her. I was a little nervous because it was the first time I had hung out with her without anyone else from our circles, and I had a major crush on her. I was pleased, but made doubly conscious of my feelings, by her choice of outfit when I met her at the gallery: a spartan white business shirt and black slacks combination that matched the contrast of her pallid skin and black hair and flattered her lithe, little body. A thin silver necklace was visible through her collar, which was open far enough.