Scott was... done. Just done. He supposed Mitch noticed the difference over the last few days, but he really couldn't care. He killed... no, helped kill Alex. He tossed his body out of the window and pulled off all his fingernails. He even held the poor bastard's mouth open as Mitch ripped out all of his teeth. Scott released a bitter laugh and lowered his head, avoiding his reflection with an even more bitter grin. He assisted in a murder.
The blond's mind went back to the news he listened to the day after Alex's death. How many days ago was that? Four? Six? He remembered freezing as he saw his ex-crushes face flash across the screen, along with the grim face of the newscaster. "The body of Alexander Kirk, an employee at the local Quik-Mart,
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He was willing to bet a million dollars that the bruises littering his face looked much more prominent now. He probably looked half-dead. His thoughts began to drift, something that was happening much more often recently. What would Kirstie do when she realized Mitch was a serial killer? What would Jeremy do when he realized his instincts had been right? What would they do when they realized their lack of care was what killed Scott. Would they feel guilty?
He was suddenly yanked from his thoughts when Mitch stopped, his hand tightening around Scott's. He heard a quiet thud that reminded him of Alex's body hitting the floor. "Hi... Kirstie was it?" Mitch asked sweetly. The name made Scott's eyes open slowly and he blinked, somewhat startled.
Kirstie was looking at Scott, a hand over her mouth. "Scott?" Her hand slowly lowered. Scott's eyes flickered down to the fallen bag beside her feet and he followed the journey of a lost apple as it rolled into the street, immediately being crushed by a car. He flinched and looked back at the tiny blonde. Wait, she had silver hair now. Huh. "Oh my god, Scott. Are you okay? I know you heard the news about..." she hesitated before forcing the name out.
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Make it quick." A tiny part of Scott broke at his words and he nodded, sucking on his fingers before slipping one into Mitch's hole. Immediately, he felt Mitch tense and he waited, not sure if he was about to get a foot in the face or not. "Continue." Mitch muttered and Scott slowly began to work his finger. As soon as Mitch felt loose enough, he added a second digit.
"Is this alright?" Scott echoed quietly.
"Fine. Just hurry up." Mitch demanded. Quickly, Scott began to work his fingers, stretching Mitch as far as he could with only those two fingers. He figured three fingers would probably get him shot so he got to his feet. Once again, Scott spat in his hand and tried to coat himself with a good amount of saliva, not wanting Mitch to be entirely in pain.
Scott lined himself up with Mitch's hole and slowly pushed in, hissing as he was surrounded by warmth. Mitch gasped, his hole clenching around Scott, causing stars to fly across his eyes. He gulped and continued pushing in inch by inch until he was fully seated inside of Mitch. "T-tell me when to move." He
Good Friday, 1973, Kemper planned on waiting for his mother to come home from a party, but accidently fell asleep. He was awakened by the sound of his mother in another room. He then entered her room to find her sitting in bed reading a paperback book. She saw him walk in and said, “I suppose you’re going to want to sit up all night and talk now,” to which he replied, “No, good night,” and beat her to death with a claw hammer. He decapitated her then used her head for sex and a dart board. Once he was done with her, he called her friend, Sally Hallett, over to the house. Upon arrival Kemper strangled her and left the scene and evidence behind. The entire time Kemper was planning and performing the murder of his mom, the memories of the abuse, humiliation, and unfairness that his mother had left him were stuck in his head. His mother had left a permanent scar on young Kemper’s ego which led to his horrific murders.
Arthur Bauer was hanging out with his friend Erik Fisher. He knew that he would be unpopular if he did not obey Erik. Recently, Arthur even killed a man named Luiz Cruz. He always hated to carry out these evil plans, but he felt forced to do it to protect his status. The first thing that Erik got Arthur to do was to make fun of the death of his old friend, Mike Costello. “Ha! Do you remember the picture of his face! Priceless!” Erik laughed. “Pretty soon we’ll get to see the close up!”
“Just relax, Tom and remember to breathe,” Levine instructed softly and without further pause, he gently inserted his
Surviving a shooting is unthinkable and to have to go to trial as a witness and relive the shooting is even more unthinkable. Josie deals with going to the trial and observes all the grieving. Josie’s mother Alex begins to date Patrick, one of the detectives on Peter’s case. While on the stand, Josie breaks down and tells everyone she killed Matt Saab, her former boyfriend. The jury deliberates and finds both Peter and Josie guilty. I evaluate why Josie went to prison, predict that Alex and Patrick will get married, and question why Josie shot Matt.
With that he slowly entered her, inch by inch, until he was fully engulfed in her forbidden hole.
His tongue pushes so deep in her that she cries out. Her hand comes down and she puts them back into his curls. Jada grips him tight. She knows that she is on the verge and goes round and round against his mouth. She whispers his name. He says, “Mmmm…hmmm.”
Back in the main level of the factory, Wolf and Fox find Hawk lying on the ground, pale and unresponsive, his bulletproof vest next to him and the edges of a red stain showing around a wad of gauze. A soldier that Fox assumes is N-Unit's medic kneels next to him, along with Snake and Coyote. The three medics are talking frantically among themselves. The rest of N-Unit hovers nervously nearby; the rest of H-Unit is nowhere to be seen. Dust particles dance through the beams of sunlight from the holes where windows used to be, giving the whole scene a strangely dreamy air.
“Sorry, son. I forgot my gloves, so I’ll continue the exam with my fingers raw, “ Johnson spoke as he leaned inward upon Drew’s buttocks.
Placing one hand behind Booker’s neck, Tom leaned back and steadied himself on the other. “Suck me,” he moaned as his hips thrust steadily back and forth.
He rushed over to her to make sure she was okay. Kate just nodded, a bit groggy from the events that took place just several of hours earlier. Once fully awake, Kate began blurting out questions like an auctioneer.
“Are you sure?” he asked quietly. You nodded slowly. He engulfed you in a hug and you held onto him for dear life. You inhaled his scent, somehow it made you calm. The two of you pulled away from each other and Scott grabbed ahold of your arm. “Ready?” he asked you. You nodded again and screwed your eyes shut.
He just fired a Winchester rifle into the air to have fun, not to hurt anybody. But, now Charlie Ward is dead and Michael knows he’s the culprit. He starts acting weird and his best friend, Joe Sadowski, is all kinds of messed up, not to mention relationship issues. Amy Ruggerio, deemed the town pig, is unintentionally tearing him and his girlfriend apart, but Michael knows her true good
He knew she had her phone in her purse, and he knew she was going to try and get help. Then, the car came to a complete stop, and the trunk popped open. The man grabbed Hazel, who is still unconscious, and carried her to what seemed to be his house. As he opened the door, he had set Hazel down in the living room couch. She soon started to become conscious, and she noticed two men standing around the kitchen counter. At first, she thought she was just seeing things because she was still a little hazy from hitting her head, but soon realized that there really were two men that looked exactly the same. She sat up on the couch to see if she recognized any of them. Hazel shortly became confused and misunderstood. She recognized one man that was from the mall, and the other one looked like the man from the mall as well. Immediately, she had the perfect match. They were twins. Suddenly, both of the men started pacing themselves towards Hazel. She noticed the same shiny glimmer she had seen at the mall. It was Joe. The man she had been scared of at the mall. Soon, the other man had come over, and his read John. Joe and John. Twins. As Hazel was still “unconscious”, they made their way back to the kitchen counter. As soon as they left, her eyes pierced open. She noticed that they had the same tattoo, and a note that lay on top of her. She opened it up, and started to
"Amy, what the hell took you both freaking long? Conner crossed his arms signalling the both that he demandingly wail noted an answer. "Sorry Conner, Reid stabbed by Sugar Rush to get a lolly." Amy apologetically frowned at Conner and turned to Reid.
As he neared the donut shop he noticed just the slightest bit of movement on the far corner of the seemingly dead store, then he saw them, Kevin, Rose and Amanda and he knew exactly how all of them would get out of this junkyard. He immediately called to them to come over. They were hesitant to but they did slowly make their way to him. As they introduced themselves he told them about how he wanted to leave. Kevin was a very tall masculine