He wasn't sure how or when. Her MyPlace page said her birthday was December 29. Sam decided he would set that as his deadline, so he would have to fin... a way to kill her before then. As for how, he would need time to think. He didn't want her to suffer too much, but a little. He wanted to enjoy it, so she would need to be put under a bit of pain before he did her in. Sam imagined the grisly scenes he had witnessed at womeninpain.com, but Sam was not ready to commit an atrocity such as those. He. I’m happy with it,’ she said, looking back at him. ‘Moving from apartment to apartment was getting to be exhausting.’ ‘What do you do for work?’ ‘I’m an artist,’ she said and smiled as though she knew the question that would come next. ‘I don’t mean to be rude, but…that’s how you make your living?’ ‘It is,’ she laughed. ‘I hardly believe it myself. I got lucky, I guess. I do a lot of illustrations for different publications. Lots of magazines use my work. Sometimes I do children’s books,. "Okay ... what time?" Ten o'clock and don't be late," she said as she pulled me in for another big kiss.Damn, this was the last thing I expected. Merilee Jenkins was interested in me.When I got home, Marla and Pop were still up, so I went in to say goodnight. They were sitting together on the sofa pretty much the same way me and Merilee had been a little while ago."Hi, Dieter. How was your date?" Marla asked immediately."Good ... I mean great. She wants me to have breakfast with her folks. " Oh, God, no, please, please," she wrapped her arms around my knees. "Couldn't you just, like, punish me yourself, and then we could just, like, you know, forget the rest?" And how should I punish you, Laura?" I asked with a smile."You could, like, spank me?" she slowly offered her suggestion."You might like being spanked," I said. "In fact, I think you do like being spanked. Do any of your boyfriends spank you, Laura?"Gawd, they're such babies. Little babies, you know? I mean, Gawd, Terry.