Five different pairings at different stages of the relationship spectrum all go to bed, and we see what the results are of their hanky-panky. She would visit me in my dreams, in my jail cell, outside my apartment, just waiting for me to come with her. Instead, I was plagued with nightmares, and the worst of all, I was plagued with her. Well she followed Katie home that day throwing dirt at her and telling her to take a bath in it. There was so much blood, and it had long since dried into the carpet when I got home. A couple days passed, and I thought things were getting back to normal—well as normal as they could be, without my beautiful wife to come home to—when it happened.
I rushed down the stairs and found Katie standing a mere two feet away from Detective Kimble, who sat bound with rope and bleeding from the head.
I just hated to admit it. I was only being a loving father when I hid the body. Be the first to review this item. See offer for details. Go with him and let him screw you. My hands were cold.