it happend to me two years before today,while i did a littel
cleaning job to one of my friends-i took the couple with
me,in that old chevy of mine...

a husband and wife,talked all the way,half fighting half
ignoring one a nother,the fucking road seemed longer with
this two in the back seat of the car.

both of them had to be gone by high noon,or the boss will
have my head,literally.

i took them towards the empty shack,fighting them all the
way,just to do as i say,both were bruised and
waisted,fearing me and my 45mm.

i tie them up to one a nother,the two of them look all
scared,so i told them not to worry and that it would be
quick-when i feel a small pantch in between my legs.

he looks at me,as i bang his head against the wall,blood
comes down from his forehead,weak and tired his head leans
against my neck-his face turn white as i stab his stomic,his
eyes look at me and i can feel his lips kissing my neck.

let him go,she tells me,then regrets what she just said-i
force her opening her mouth,as i slip in my knife-his eyes
are watching me.

now i order her to close her lips,she does it all white from
fear,but as i take the knife out,letting it rip through her
lips,she smiles with joy and once again-he's kissing my
neck.

i untie them both,four arms around me,feeling me-kissing her
a long kiss,then touching her bare breasts as i kiss him.

she comes closer and takes off my pants,feels me,licks
me-then he makes love to her as i make love to him.

we ignore the blood and the bruises,as we all slide inside
it,licking it.