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{\*\generator Msftedit 5.41.15.1507;}\viewkind4\uc1\pard\sb100\sa100\f0\fs24 She knew the streets of this city like the back of her hand, but somehow, Dinah still managed to get lost. How the hell had she done it? She didn't know for sure, but she did know that she had no clue what direction she was going. She had lived in Boston for years, and never once had she felt this lost here. As she stared into the darkness around her, she recongized a dock near by and went toward it, hoping that the landmark would give her her bearings. As she walked toward it, something caught her attention. She looked and saw a man in a long black trench coat standing in the dim light of a streetlight, but he didn't see her. Her immediate reaction was to duck behind the building. She didn't want to have any run-ins with any strangers this late at night. She peeked around the corner at the man, who was tall, young, and had hair so blond that it could have been white. He stood patiently, and ducked out of view as another man came near. The other passed the man in the trench coat, not realizing he was there. Suddenly, to Dinah's shock and horror, the man in the trench coat came out of hiding, and just as suddenly as he had appeared, he had wrapped a long peice of wire around the other man's throat and was choking him. "You thought you had it all figured out, huh Marty?" the man in the trench coat asked, a wry grin on his face. For an instant, the sight of the maniacal-looking man excited her, guilt washed over her intantly, but she couldn't seem to tear her gaze away. "You were wrong," the man with the coat sing-songed in Marty's ear, pulling the wire tighter. "You...you're not getting away with it, Rivers," Marty choked out, trying desperately to heave Rivers away from himself. "Oh? But I have," he said, sneering as he pulled the cord tighter around Marty's throat. Dinah shifted, realizing uncomfortably, that the whole scene was arousing her. She felt warmth grow maddeningly between her legs as she watched Rivers grin insanely as he twisted the wire tightly around his hands. She watched in utter amazement as the blood vessels in Marty's face and neck bulged. He was turning blue rapidly, and then his eyes popped. The violence was too much for her to bear, not because she was afraid, but because of the guilt she was feeling over the excitement she had elicited from watching this man being murdered. She walked quickly from the scene not wanting to be discovered. She didnt know where she was but it didnt seem to matter, all that mattered was for her to get some where more public. She darted down an alley and out the otherside onto the street. She heard nothing but her own heart race inside her chest. She looked up and saw a familiar bill board for gieco. She smiled and look to her left. Her apartment complex. "Uh im such a moron" she said and walked quickly across the street. The door man nodded politly as held the door open for her. She smiled and continued in. She stood inside the elivater with her neibor Victoria. An elderly lady she didnt care for much. "How was your evening darling?" Victory asked as she watched the lights flash to each floor number. "O.k." I guess Dinah said softly looking in at the wall. The elevator door opened and they both stepped off walking towards they're apartments. Dinah stoped infront of her door and watched Victory continue on towards hers. She fished her keys out of her pocket and unlocked the door, opening it and continuing on into to dark apartment. She flipped the switch to turn the light on and surveyed the living room. Just as she'd left it. She walked into the kitchen and looked inside the fridge. Nothing but a few eggs and she didnt feel like cooking. She gave up on the idea of eating and decided just to go to bed. She walked down the hallway and opened the door to her room, turning the light on and walking inside. She looked around and found nothing out of order. She closed the door and was in shock. The blonde man from the dock was standing there. "Im sure you cant be all that surprized to see me" he said and pushed her up against the wall. "You saw didnt you?" She shook her head in fear. "See, your lying, you wouldnt have disagree'd with me so quickly otherwise" he said with a grin then threw her on the bed. She hit her head against the bed post. She sat up rubbing her head and screamed as he lunged on her. "Please, don't hurt me," Dinah stammered, afraid that he would do to her what he had done to the other man on the dock. He crawled on his hands and knees toward her on th bed, smiling evilly. "And why not?" he asked, "you did just snoop around my territory...I think it's only fair that I get to get comfortable here." In one quick movement, he had her pinned on the bed. She struggled, but him being here, on top of her like this was doing things to her that she never would've believed. She bit his shoulder, causing him to draw back, giving her just enough leverage to push him off and run for the door. She had almost reached the door when he pushed her up against the wall, his hard body close against hers, making her body ache with desire which she suppressed. "You're not making this easier," he sing-songed insanely, before pulling down the front of his jacket and shirt to reveal bleeding bite marks on his shoulder. "You wish you didn't do that, don't you, baby?" he asked, grinning as he nuzzled her neck. She stood stock still, his body weighing her against the wall. "We are going to become very close friends, you and I," he said, toying with the collar of her blouse and looking down it. She just stared straight ahead, not resisting, but trying desperately not to let on that she was aroused. He reached down and gently touched her vagina, causing her body to tremble against his. "Wow, you surprise me," he said, letting out a little gawhof of laughter, his blue eyes sparkling with amusement. "Dinah, may I call you Dinah, I saw it on your mail, you naughty naughty girl," he gushed laughingly, pressing his hand harder between her legs. "I guess you...uh..kinda like me." She blushed, realizing that he had found the moisture between her legs, she looked away from him, ashamed. He gently pressed his body closer, "Don't worry, sweetheart, the feeling's mutual," he whispered into her ear, taking her hand and placing on the front of his pants. She tried to pull away and run again, but he held her still. He reached down and unbuttoned the top of her pants, letting them slide to the floor. He looked at the front of her panties, and laughed again. "Classic," he commented, chuckling. He pulled her panties down in one quick movement, and pressed her against the wall again, assuring that she wouldn't run away. She watched nervously as he pulled his large erection from his pants and pressed himself between her legs. "Please, no," she begged quietly. "Stop teasing me, you're just making me want you more," he said, more serious now. She tried to pull away, her guilt over her excitement screaming at her to run away. Every fiber of her being told her this was wrong, but still she couldn't run, couldn't get away even if she wanted to. Rivers pressed his erection into her, beginning to thrust immediately. "No," she said, trying to push him away, but only making him push himself into her more in response. "You're so tight," he moaned, leaning his head against the wall behind her as his thrusts became more steady. She closed her eyes in pleasure. This was wrong, she knew this but she couldnt help but feel almost glad that he was here, doing this to her. She pushed the thought from her mind "Stop it!" she cried, but he obviously had no intentions of doing so. She squirmed and faught him but it was no use. "You know you like it" he whispered in her ear and pressed himself into her hard. She let out a small gasp then blushed after realizing it. He pulled himself out of her and pushed her back onto the bed. She put a pillow over herself in a usless attempt to protect herself. He laughed "Thats great baby" he said and rolled his eyes. "spread your legs for me" he said switching to a serious tone. She didnt move or say anything. "Do it now!" he yelled and she slowly removed the pillow spreading her legs apart a little. "More" he ordered. She did as she was told and he smiled. "What a view" he said and climbed up ontop of her. "You want me, I can see it in your eyes" he said and pushed himself into her hard. She moaned loudly, she couldnt help it. He pressed his forhead against her shoulder "scream for me baby" he said and pushed hard inside her again. She resisted, but found herself moaning as he pressed into her, and wondered what had come over her. She tried to look at him, but his head was down, and he was breathing heavily into her ear. "Come on," Rivers said, trying to coax her. "Scream for me, I want to know how my dick feels inside of you," he thrust hard on time and started to gently kiss her neck. She tried futily to move away, only turning him on more. "Oh, god, Dinah. Your pussy's so fuckin' warm," he breathed into her ear. "I wanna fuck you all night." "Please, stop," she pleaded, trying to push him away. He began to thrust harder, pushing more of his erection into her now. She yelped in pleasure, and he looked at her, a little surprised. "Scream, I need to hear it," he moaned quietly. She let out a yell as she started to get into it. He growled in pleasure, and forced as much of himself into her as he could. "Almost," he said, out of breath. She screamed and he thrust into her deeply, causing her to orgasm violently. He held her down and began to ram his erection into her hard, making her climax again and again. He put his head back and growled loudly as he came in her. He looked down at her, trying to catch his breath, a wry smirk on his face. "I know you wanted it the second you saw me in your room," he said accusingly as he stood. "I did not," she protested, covering herself immediately. "Yeah, OK," he said, zipping his fly. He looked at her, an intense expression on his face. "What shall I do with you now? I mean, you did see what happened earlier. extream fear washed over her now. He was going to kill her after all. after all that. "Please dont kill me" she said looking around for her pants. She walked quickly to retreive them but he blocked her. "You saw what I did, you'll talk" She shook her head honestly. He cocked his head to the side. "You really wouldnt would you" he smiled and thought for a moment. "Im sorry but I can't just take your word for it, I have to assure your silence, the obvious choice would be for me to kill you. Its pretty quick, eazy enough, and would be relativly painless for you." he continued to think. "but i think i have a better idea" he picked up her pants and handed them to her. "get dressed" She put her pants on quickly, afraid of what was to come, but at least whatever it was she was going to be fully dressed for. He grabbed her hand and led her to the window. "Open it" he said. OH no, she thought, hes going to make me jump. She lifted up the window and a gush of cold air came in. "Come on, lets get going" he said and she climbed out onto the fire escape. He climbed out and led her down the fire excape and onto the ground. She stood in the alley waiting for her judgment. They walked together for a little while in the night air before he turned to her. "It's been wonderful spending my evening with someone else for once," he said smiling at her honestly, "but, there's a time and a place for everything. We're much more isolated out here, don't you think?" he asked her, looking around, a firm grip on her wrist. She nodded simply, wondering what he was getting at. He reached into his jacket, and produced a small gun. "Well, darling, it's been real," he said, cocking the gun, and letting go of her wrist, "but here's the end of the line for us, sweetness." A scream and an echo was heard down the block, but Boston was a big, corrupt city. And in the news tomorrow, it would just be another murder. No big deal. Rivers would move on, the way he did time after time, not a worry in the world. There was no method to his madness, and there were no witnesses. Ever. He had yet to be caught, but until that day came..."I'm gonna have my fun," he mumbled happily as he walked away from the broken remains of this evenings entertainment, whistling an old tune, 'Paint It Black' by The Rolling Stones... Written By: wednesday@wednesdaysrealm.com and twiztid_babydoll@yahoo.com\line{\field{\*\fldinst{HYPERLINK "http://www.wednesdaysrealm.com/r.html"}}{\fldrslt{\cf1\ul <-}}}\cf0\ulnone\f0\fs24\par
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