He wrapped his hands around my neck as he huffed and puffed. I calmly looked into his eyes until he came to his damn senses and released me.
“Feel better now?” I wasn’t too bothered about his choking me that was usually his idea of foreplay.
No matter what I said or did to him, the pathetic fool always ended up at my feet, as long as I let him play out his sick fantasies on my body.
“Now, as I was saying, what are you going to do about this little mistake of yours?”
“What can I do? Plead insanity I guess. It does run in the family I think, but what’s your excuse?”
I slapped him across the face when he started to laugh. “This is not a joke. You have to find a way to get into that hospital and finish what you started before the meds wear off and starts to talk.”
“Are you insane, I’m not doing that? Besides, she didn’t see me, I was behind her the whole time and the alley was already dark.”
“I won’t risk it, you have to do something.”
“Look, this is getting to be too much. I never signed on to kill anybody...”
“Oh you liked it you sick twisted freak.” That’s another reason why I’d chosen him.
I knew all about his sick twisted fantasies, and how he was responsible for the slaughter and dismemberment of many a pet in his neighborhood.
It was a secret his family paid good money to keep hidden, but nothing was sacred from the help.
Now he looked at me like he’d really like to do me in, but he would never hurt me, not as long as I keep him in pussy; pathetic.
“I’m not doing it.” He spoke through gritted teeth before storming off. Now panic was really about to set in. Any minute now I expected to hear sirens and see flashing lights.
I hurried back to my car biting my perfectly manicured nails and fighting the urge to pee.
I raced back to the house and slammed through the door at a run. Should I start packing? The thought broke me out in a cold sweat.
I went to my secret stash and counted. Not enough; shit. I had a few fishes on the line, but only one was at the point or close to the point where I could reel him in.
What if I miscalculated? I stood to lose a lot of dough if I moved too soon. But if I stayed and that idiot talked, then I would be spending a very long time behind bars. Orange is not my new anything but fucking orange and it does not go with my complexion.
I made the call after doing my breathing exercise. This wasn’t how I usually did things. Usually I had a more sophisticated scheme in place. But time was of the essence and I hadn’t a minute to waste.
I caught sight of myself in the mirror as I waited for the other line to pick up, and gave myself the luxury of taking a longer look.
Damn it was a shame to have to color my hair. Then again I would make a kick ass raven-haired princess.
He answered after I was through admiring myself. “I can’t really talk right now sweetheart, I’ve got a bit of a situation here. My daughter seems to be missing”
“That’s too bad because what I have to say won’t wait. So, where do you see us going Carter, you and me? Are you ever going to leave your wife and kids and marry me?”
“Whoa, whoa, whoa, I never said anything like that, where did you ever get an idea like that?” his voice was whisper soft, which meant his sniveling wife was around. Perfect!
“Fine, I don’t have much time anyway and there’s no point in prolonging this any farther. Have one million dollars transferred to my account by noon tomorrow or I tell her everything.”
My pussy quivered at the thought of having that big payout in one go. I usually go for at least a quarter of a million according to the mark. It doesn’t pay to be too greedy, unless you can get away with it of course.
“And lest you think that that’s the worst of it, remember how young this pussy that you’ve enjoyed since the summer really is. I’m sure the DA would love to hear all about it. Isn’t he out to get you on some other lesser charge?
Imagine how he’d love to sink his teeth into that juicy little tidbit.”
“Why you conniving little cunt.”
“That’s not what you were saying while you were fucking me you perv. Tomorrow noon or I go public. Oh and by the way, I have video of you forcing yourself on me.”
“What? That never happened?”
“Oh? Remember that night when I wanted to play the rape game? You were so hot for it you really got into it. It makes for a really convincing show.” I hung up the phone on his empty threats.
Gee, I felt better already. Now what else was there for me to do? I can’t believe I’m even contemplating leaving, but what was my other option, a few years in jail?
I had no doubt with this new development that she would talk and fuck up the rest of my life.
The thought that I was losing Jace to her after all really stuck in my craw, and I though of making one last ditch effort to have him just one more time.
I’d take pictures to send to the stupid little cow when I was safely away. Damn it’s a good thing I’d kept my contacts from that little away camp for the wayward. There was some good info to be had.
I was going to need a new identity first off, but those things were so messy. I wasn’t too sure.
I always wondered when seeing it portrayed in the movies, what was the point, since the person who made the ID would always know who you really are? I mean, can’t they be enticed to tell?
Maybe I could run some kind of train, get one ID one place switch out the fake ID somewhere else for a new one. Maybe if I did that about three times I’d feel safe.