From in the tilt from his head, the shimmer that swept along the
stale image that laid into his eye from off his blade as he slid
it out slowly from in on his waist. She sat there motionless, in
a trance; she has had her self in a lock from in the television.
As he steps in, the door closed in behind him slowly then within
its own silence along with his sudden stand still, it clicked and
shut. From in his own shadow as he stood in along a silence from
in a being she was how in. His motionless drops, leading his arm
in down along his leg from how the blade has set its wait, with
the television glaring from off the living room window, its
screen in a display of wonder's as she sat there in a still. A
bowl of pop corn by her side, a cup of soda pop set snug
in-between her legs, as the cigarette burns away in her tensed
hungry hand resting upon the pillows from on the side arm of her
������� A handful of popcorn, a swig from her drink and from
after she washed it all down, her senseless motion from her hand
up to her mouth, and leaving her that cool soft breeze that she
had been calmly waiting for; not knowing that her apartment has
been playing its seeping host, not from in the background of
noises that has not yet been disturbing her thoughts and along
with her television flashing its glares from in its distractions
from in the streets below.
������� After letting her come to her once strive from in the air
he has now breathed, he steps into her living room slowly,
watching as the street scene from outside of her window is wiped
away from in the shattered flash of lights that her television
has for show. She continues to breath on, watching as the mean
less time sucks her in and as its passed her by then lets the
means from in a trance calm her soul.
His one hesitation has lead him now to a stand still. She brings
the cup up to her face and sip's back a mouth watering spill.
Then letting the cup lean it self along her stomach as she
crunched her hand into the popcorn bowl to be bringing her hand
up half way as her head tilts in to the scene of a man like
shadow as it lines in behind the television from off the wall.
������� From the wait of his blade, he lets it hang from a swing,
twirling it up in to his palm as his other hand is placed under
her chin and gasping her neck. From the twist of his wrist as the
blade swung in from his pull, she sat there in limp, breathing
only what he has offered as she's held and from the spill of her
drink as the popcorn crunched and crimpled from out of her mouth.
Her last sight from vision was set in front of her eyes as her
tears began to let her know. She struggles from in her own stare,
struggling, not knowing if who or where. Her last seek in breath
as she looked on to the one only light that has always been
there; her television has once let her know as did the knife from
when she was struck into her own sight from in the one hand that
has held it; holding her face there. From when she inhaled as he
had intended for her to breath, his blade as it moved up into her
chin and slid in thru her breath. Now leaving her last lung full
of air as it set fog onto the blade along with the blood from in
her nasal winds, leaving her last looking death from out of her
eyes as they were popped from out of her now blood filling face.
������� The women he had been thrilled about a kill has now left
him in his one unfilled place. He stands behind, letting the last
of his grip let know before he tilted her head back then softly
slid the blade out from in its hold. Letting her head lean forth
into her once lived life as he stood there in a admiring
confusion for how and what could it have been that has held her
with in its interest from in that television program that has
once and now has her in its show.
������� He steps out from her apartment, leaving the same way he
had come in; sliding the blade back in along his waist from after
wiping it clean from off her coat as it hung there next to the
door from off the hooks. The click from the door was no longer
his need as the slam he had left it in echoed all down the hall.
Leaving the footsteps he had come in with to the now clicks from
off his heals as they were swiped in to the echo that has now led
him on out the buildings front door.
������� As he stands there in under the apartments entrance way,
looking into the glass from in its door; pulling his collars from
on his coat up then lining his hand down along its buttoned
buttons and leaving him in order before he stepped out into the
streets. His hand sets on to his hat, centering it as he tucks
his chin down in to his coats flipped up collars then continues
to walk on as he sets from his one exposed feature; his eye's and
from how they stare.
������� Eleven o'clock and its from how he has come to know, from
in this part of the city; the street lights are now set for the
one only comfort, the comfort from in its whores and it's the one
light that's been providing them with its glow.
A step as he stepped passing one from under the light that has
provided its occupant its glow, as will the next one from when he
steps in under it. He has decided to stop and stand there until
she has come to notice him then once again he could have a next
of a being from in grips from in her own soul. He stands there,
watching her as she seen him and continues to put on her show;
waving on to the cars as they pass her by, raising her thumb,
smiling and from the honks of the cars she lets her emotional
drives lead her to slightly lift her skirt up for the means of
������� He stands there, his hat blocking out the light as his
face hides from in its glow, using his eyes to attracted her as
she has now seemed to acknowledge that the man standing there is
now a man that has token his interests onto her and they now
know. She walks up slowly, looking him over, trying to find the
meaning for his interest, and wanting to know.
"Are you a cop?" She asked, looking in thru the shadows from over
his eyes for they were the one only thing she has come to
question and know.
"Well are ya?" She asked once again. He steps into her close from
after watching her chest expand from under her green silk top
down in to the black dress that has her legs shimmering into a
softness of glow. Then from under the breath he took as it eased
in thru his collars and off of his coat he said. "No. Are you
looking for company?"
"Ya" she said and for him it has been displayed for a spoke.
She has herself one last look at the man who wants to take her
home, looking into his eyes and yet not knowing who or he is,
then looked down along his coat thinking to her self that only
rich men or investigators take to the means for wearing this type
of long coat. From after he turned him self to the street, waving
down the one taxicab that he had seen, he told her. "I have money
set for a full night's worth." Then as the cab pulled in, he
stepped and opened its door.
������� From being young and as lady like as she was, not a word
was spoke as the two sat in the back of the cab. She keeps her
eye on the meter as it shined its numbers for display then as
they became closer to his destination a twenty dollar bill was
placed into the arm of the driver as he was told to let them off
at the next corner. It left her in a midst for a stare as her new
date slid his wallet back in to his pant pocket with out
acknowledging that she was even there.
������� He tells her it is his basement from after the taxi had
left them to a corner of a street. A Street she had known and
knew from all the abounded houses that lined its street; leaving
her in under a cloud that not even the lowest of street workers
would have come to imagine being in or with one of their dates.
The house too looked abounded and felt like it had nothing to
despair. Only a man in the midst of a mysterious being as his
cloths had only left his eyes for her to make a judgment whether
or not she will go along with him in to this house and its
basement for a duty she has gone along with and not really
knowing if he was a madman or just another tired old lonesome
He steps in, down in to the stairway as he knows she was about to
follow him and she did. She steps in, taking one slow step at a
time as he's unlocking the door with his key. The door swings in
to an open, he steps in, turns on the light, then as he turned
around, she was already there.
������� She entered in to his basement, knowing she was going to
be worth the stay as she looks onto the counter and seen all the
money he had laying there next to his wallet from after he had
set it down and left her to a wide empty room with only a bed,
sink and toilet�and the one counter as she stood in under its
light from in her own trance of stares.
������� "My bed" He says to her as she stood in his empty
kitchen, knowing that his display from off the counter will have
her in any way he has to desire. She walks in to the back of the
basement as the wall plays a means for his bedroom then stood
still before she came with in breaths of him standing in front of
the bed. She looks at him, stares him well in the eye, then
begins to take off her shirt. He sits him self down calmly,
letting the bed set him on in as she continues to undress and
letting her work her stuff before he decides to welcome her on to
������� A wink of her eye as she stands their in a lust from
being nude then raised her brow, thinking he was now going to be
getting too undressed. Then as she took in a breath that was
meant to be left in a pout, he rubbed his hand along the side of
his leg then patting it down on the bed. As she began to walk
over, holding her breath, showing of her�sucked in mid section as
her breasts expanded in to the perkiness of her popping nipples;
she exhaled it there by his side then he swung her in on to his
She laid there as he set his head on to her chest from after
setting his hat on to the side table then begun slowly licking
her nipples, using his lips to release the pleasures she has
granted him with. As he slid his mouth down along her stomach,
using his tong to set in a feel for a slither, she raised her
right leg slowly, lifting it straight up as he brings his mouth
in to her ready wetness for a slither from his tong. She lays her
self there for a man she has now come to be the lust served
working girl for.
������� He has now come to his arousal and being amused from
being in its grip. She lays there, her hands clenching on to his
hair as she moans, letting him know she is about ready to release
her sex thriving love juice when ever he is willing to set his
lips once again in to her pulse thriving need from his tong and
how he has been setting her with his one manly of airs. She
moans, pleading from the service he has left her from and lightly
chanting that she was in her moment, asking him please not to
leave her. As he moves his head down along her inner thigh,
holding the lust filling juice in his hand. He rubs his thumb
along her pulse throbbing clit as his two fingers had set a
spread for a breath of fresh air. His head moving down and around
her left thigh as her right leg set's in to a spread, letting her
heat soak in the freshness of winds as his hand held her in a
lust in despair.
������� He begins to move back up slowly, letting her know he was
leading her in to her longed sought for his continuance as she
exhaled it into the air. His tong licked along slowly as she
shivered from in her breath. Holding his thumb on to her clit and
beginning to work his fingers on to its lips. His mouth comes up
slowly, letting her know it was almost their. Her juices begin to
leak, her clit as it stiffens in to the pulse rushing blood along
her lips as he slipped his tong into her anus then came up to set
his mouth opened wide on to her breath aching release.
She is now left in a shine; continuing to plead for more from in
a lust as the one shine she seen streaks up, above and in front
of her very eye being met with the long lusting feeling from his
mouth as it sucks back her juice she's letting slip away and into
his slurping mouth as it shined in under the one light as it
wisps her into a horror. The gleaming shimmer sets in to her
stomach as she screamed along in her orgasm leaving her in a cry.
His mouth closed in around her lusting juices as she screamed;
seeing the blade shine in over her stomach right before it ripped
thru, sending her meats soaked in a lusting sweat and its juices
right in to the mouth of this man that has now left her with out
the one object of love as its sets in her face, being chewed and
sucked on right before her very eye.
She reached down between her legs after he stood up; feeling for
what has been left of her, figuring out what has just happen as
her fingers feel for what was and he stands there chewing,
sucking on her last of juices as she brings her blood dripping
hand up to her face.
������� From in her screams, the squeals as they shook his bed
and the pool of blood that had set soak. He finished off his last
of her feel from in its lust as she stared onto him then swung
his arm around leaving his back turned to her as his blade struck
in thru her chest. It ended the night's excitement and leaving
him with another as it was well worth.��