As I slept
As I slept for the first time in weeks, I had a dream of a jilted young woman who seduced an FBI agent and autopsied him alive. I found the agent who was in charge of Annie's case and ultimately his death. It was a handsome yet older agent andie Stefani. I had to lure the bastard, I found out through social media that he had a wife and some offspring.... I was enraged because annie never had a family. Then I realized that Stefani was into high class call girls.
So high class call girls....Jon Hill's dream was going to be come a real life nightmare.
I spent the whole the whole time shopping for whoe gear..... this was like shopping on imvu. As I wasnt into high fashion or the latest fashion either. Wasnt my strong point so hate to ask my friend to help me this.
"Why do you want help with clothing shopping."
"Its personal," I would respond.
That night I though I heard annie telling me not to go through with this.
But I had to for his memory.
"My starry I hope you don't go through with this," annie said. "I love you. Always will."
I woke up the next morning with the words "my hippocrates...." on my lips. As they were tattooed or imprinted on them. I wanted to cry....knowing what I was about to do.
The next thing I knew was I was dressed like a barbie doll only sluttier, with a needle of sensitive in my garder.
I did the dance and satisfied him. When he was in all pleasant bliss I injected him in the neck with the seditive.
He would not wake up in his bedroom. He would wake in the autopsy room alive and well about to face a fate worse then what he did to annie.
I strapped him to the very slab that me and annie mad love on. I changed into some scrubs and when returned I found that jon was angry.
I slapped him.
Told him to shut the fuck up. Some thing he wasnt going to do. Realizing that I took a scalpel dragged it across his pretty boy face.
"Oh things I have planned for you." I said slowly. "You fucking thug."
He spat at me. I slapped him in the side that I cut him on.
This was going to be fun for me. But for John sheer hell.
So high class call girls....Jon Hill's dream was going to be come a real life nightmare.
I spent the whole the whole time shopping for whoe gear..... this was like shopping on imvu. As I wasnt into high fashion or the latest fashion either. Wasnt my strong point so hate to ask my friend to help me this.
"Why do you want help with clothing shopping."
"Its personal," I would respond.
That night I though I heard annie telling me not to go through with this.
But I had to for his memory.
"My starry I hope you don't go through with this," annie said. "I love you. Always will."
I woke up the next morning with the words "my hippocrates...." on my lips. As they were tattooed or imprinted on them. I wanted to cry....knowing what I was about to do.
The next thing I knew was I was dressed like a barbie doll only sluttier, with a needle of sensitive in my garder.
I did the dance and satisfied him. When he was in all pleasant bliss I injected him in the neck with the seditive.
He would not wake up in his bedroom. He would wake in the autopsy room alive and well about to face a fate worse then what he did to annie.
I strapped him to the very slab that me and annie mad love on. I changed into some scrubs and when returned I found that jon was angry.
I slapped him.
Told him to shut the fuck up. Some thing he wasnt going to do. Realizing that I took a scalpel dragged it across his pretty boy face.
"Oh things I have planned for you." I said slowly. "You fucking thug."
He spat at me. I slapped him in the side that I cut him on.
This was going to be fun for me. But for John sheer hell.
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