I have literally gotten away with murder, several killings if the truth is told. I enjoy ending lives, especially the lives of beautiful girls. You kn...w the girls I mean, the ones that are so beautiful that men are afraid to approach them. The ones that look down their noses at everyone I find the most fun ... the most enjoyable to rape and kill that is.Admit it friend, you’ve thought about it. Choking the life out of some snobby, stuck up whore that thinks she is above you and your kind. Come. I pulled up, putting the car in park and tell her to get out of the car. "I want you to pretend you're a hooker and I'm your John.Throwing her jacket in the back seat, Paula looked around to make sure there was nobody around. She gets out and walks around the front of the car. The headlights bounce off her wicked little body as she strutted and twisted her hips provocatively. Her pale skin was creamy smooth and the cold night air made her nipples hard and obvious as they poked through the thin. Such a gorgeous little thing, proud and unapologetic, whilst also seeming so innocent. I promise not to intrude any further, but please let me continue to enjoy, with my eyes only, the wonders of your husband's irresistible body." Not a problem. As you said - a win-win. How about you, would you like a touch?" asked Barbara of Wendy. Wendy hesitated, but was gently persuaded, by both other women, to avail herself of the opportunity. Her touch was more tentative, gentle, and almost negligible. I. In his groggy condition it took a few moments for JCto realize that he was indeed staring at himself in the mirror. This...this wasn't real! It couldn't be happening.He rushed back to the bed, stumbling because his muscles were weak andpushed the call button.A nurse rushed in. He recognized her - it was his secretary's roommate,Wanda. Hadn't he dated her once? - Yeah, now he remembered - she wasthe one that he and Charlie had banged at the same time!JC started screaming at her, but Wanda didn't.