phumani
03-20-2012, 11:40 AM
15
1…
(A hit man)
It’s fifteen minutes till six in the evening. This might be a shot in the temple with Walter P99 with Silencer that neatly soft trigger pressed on it.
“Have to shoot out all the magazine and so forth two or three bullets for someone might be suspicious”
He gently dragged her and held his head in comfortable position…
He whispered to her softly before tied her with a big robe with a chair.
The smell of blood caused him to feel nausea – he shot his hubby’s monster dispersedly.
His job nearly finishes except for waiting her to wake up from knocked out drug and try to force her to write a fake memorandum.
He picked up a cigarette from the pack that left only the last one and roam around in the living room…
At the back of the house, he kept standing smoking with had an ash tray beside him. He never left a trace for sure, due to it would lead to a great evident to bind him. (I’ll say this family doesn’t smoke a cigarette at all. If a cop finds it he will suspect that it might be someone to concern with this matter.)
He finished smoking then swept an ash in a plastic bag that he grasped from the kitchen.
He got back to the kitchen.
“Where’s Sunlight”
He looked up at it for a while but couldn’t find it. (When he can’t find something, he always has butterflies in his stomach and wants to excrete.)
He decided to place the ash tray and started to run into the restroom immediately.
“That’s it!”
He picked up Sunlight and starting to excrete.
2…
(A student at 10th grade)
“Is he a cop?”
He told her that he saw a bandit standing smoking at the back of someone’s house, and he insists that the bandit held a pistol in his left hand.
“How did you know that my husband is a cop?” She asked
Don’t you know! Why I Know? Because he is interested in her. He never misses the
Mathematics class at all, even though he hates it so much.
“I want you to teach me privately at my house.” He requested
Even if when he thinks of her, he always manages himself by masturbating, but he recognizes her face dimly.
He can’t imagine her shape even her breasts (like main actress’s breasts in the 70s).
He jiggled the mouse in order to get the move computer to wake up and moved the mouse to expose the hidden folder.
He took off his pants and underwear.
3...
(A young teacher)
She called him where he was.
He replied her with a shot answer. “I’ll be back a minute”
Even she knows that he always goes to the Turkish bath and… back home with hale and hearty
“Have anything to eat my dear?”
“Dose my face wrinkle? Or…
Does my hidden point smell badly?”
No, she takes care herself much better than anyone else. She uses brand name cosmetic and does spa once a week and latest she gets glutathione.
She looked herself in the mirror…
“I’m so beautiful, why you mess around with somebody!”
She wants to curse out loud but she can’t do that. She stuck-up.
She didn’t sleep with him for nearly a year. Since she knows that he wants to sleep with prostitute at the Turkish bath.
“You’re selfish!” She cursed in mind
She picked up her cell phone from the dressing table.
“Okay. I’ll teach you at your house” she said.
When she thinks about him, she can’t bear.
She feels…
4…
(A cop)
She soaked cream onto his body and began to make love with him.
“****, there’s no mood.”
“Did you fly away from your wife and came here?”
All of a sudden, he stomped his feet to her chest.
“Butt in”
He kicked her again with the top of the foot.
“Butt in”
“I’m so sorry”
Her voice so tremble.
He used his right hand to push her head away.
“Next time, don’t talk too much”
He walked to the corner of the room…
He held his monster.
(Outside)
It’s fifteen minutes till seven in the evening. She told him to go and see that house, next door to the damned boy’s house. A Bandit is smoking a cigarette at the back of the house and holding a pistol by his left hand.
“That boy didn’t lie you, did you?” He asked again.
“If he lies, he will…”
He called nine-one-one for reinforcements.
“House number 15” He told.
5…
(A hit man)
On the tiles,
he picked up a thin book,
started to read from the first page…
So impressive,
and appreciate form the next three pages.
“…For heading to the happiness eternally, it needs to pass the sin before”
He shut the book,
folded it into his pocket,
cleaned himself,
stood up,
flushed.
He looked himself at the mirror…
Walter P99 with silencer,
held it tightly and aimed at the left temple.
6…
(A cop)
House No. 15,
he parked his car opposite that house,
picked up his last cigarette to smoke…
The damned boy was waving his hand at the convenient store,
began walking towards to his car.
“Is this house, right?” He asked.
“Yes, sir”
The reinforcements are coming in time.
The cops greet to one another.
(Inside)
He whispered to her to keep silent, before loosing a big robe that tied her by the chair.
The smell of blood caused him to feel nausea – the murderer had shot her husband’s penis dispersedly.
Hey! The noise of flushing,
came out from the restroom.
He turned around immediately,
turned off safety
aimed at the target…
(Ding ding dong da da ding ding dong…)
“Whose mobile calling?”
He never even looked back.
(da ding da ding ding dong da da ding ding dong…)
Bulb! (Sound of an over ripe pumpkin exploding)
(Ding ding dong da da ding ding dong…)
Bulb! Bulb! Bulb!
Four headshot,
four cops died.
(da ding da ding ding dong da da ding ding dong…)
The criminal got closer to him swiftly.
Walter P99 with Silencer was targeting to the middle of forehead.
He felt that the criminal didn’t use any pressure on the trigger.
7…
(A young teacher)
From outside to inside,
knives, forks, glasses, hankies,
one inch away from the edge of the table.
She thinks vase of flowers and a classic song will help the atmosphere.
He grasped sticky rice.
Breakfast: Lab, Jeaw, boiled vegetable,
Omelet, and Vivaldi.
Concerto No. 4 in F minor, Op. 8, RV 297, "L'inverno" (Winter)
“Hot” He muttered
She kept her acts like an aristocrat.
Breakfast: Lab, Jeaw, boiled vegetable,
Omelet, and Vivaldi.
“Does it taste good?” He asked
“Yes”
It’s a quarter stuck eight in the evening.
“Today I have an extra teaching and might be late”
He nodded.
“Here’s the key”
“Keep it with you is better, just call me when you get home” He said.
Even she knows everything, but she has to pretend that she doesn’t know about him.
“Yes”
“Damn you! You’re selfish.” She cursed in mind.
8…
(A hit man)
Even he knew that there was no bullet left in the magazine, he still triggered…
After that,
when he felt conscious.
He was lying in bed,
his both hands were handcuffed.
He tried to glance his eyes around the room…
The chair: on it,
he saw K.Y.
and three condoms.
“****” He muttered.
(Ding ding dong da da ding ding dong…)
Someone is talking on the phone outside.
“Let keep quite,
I try to escape from this place as soon as possible.
First,
I must loose the handcuffs off.” He thought
He tried to glance his eyes again.
iad…
(A noise of the door just opening)
He pretended to sleep,
but peeps
That ****ing cop looked at him.
(Ding ding dong da da ding ding dong…)
He received the cell phone.
“Yes, sir”
He grasped the pack of cigarette from his pocket shirt and sat at the edge of the bed…
“Be silent…
I wish I had only a knife.
Hold it tight!
And stab into his neck!
From left to right,
do not hurry,
let his blood flows out.” A hit man thought.
9…
(A student at 10th grade)
She sat on an old Checko chair.
“Where’re you parents?” she asked.
“My father!” He gave a fake smile.
He picked up a cigarette from his pocket.
“He’s rarely come.” He said.
He lit the cigarette.
“You shouldn’t smoke.” She suggested.
“Why?” He asked.
“You’re still young.”
She stood up and looked around.
She went to the book shelves.
She picked up one of them which rather thick,
tossed around the book.
“Is it your dad’s?”
“It’s mine.” He replied.
She surprised and still tossed around it.
“That’s my favorite.”
“Crime and Punishment” She read out loud.
“Dostoyevsky”
He walked to the desk,
picked up binocular,
and gave them to her.
“Look at that.”
He got straight to the window,
pointed to that house.
“Death”
She felt scared when he slipped that word out.
“He couldn’t catch the criminal.”
“What! What did you say?” She asked him even she heard it clearly.
“Didn’t your husband say anything?”
“No, he didn’t” She said.
He lit it again.
She turned and looked at him,
didn’t say anything.
“There’re 6 people died in that house and the only survived person was him, but the criminal was on the loose.” He told.
She doubted that her husband never told.
That passed so many days,
or he got bored to say with her.
“Dose my face wrinkle? Or…
Does my hidden point smell badly?”
She placed the binocular on the desk and turned back to him.
“And your mom didn’t turn up?” She asked.
He puffed.
“She passed away many years ago.” He said.
It’s fifteen minutes till seven in the evening.
While she was sitting on the Checko chair,
he rushed to her,
and braced her waist tightly.
He started to cry.
She so surprised,
but didn’t defy.
She still touched his head gently.
But,
thing has gone so far.
He tried his hand to delve under her clothes.
10…
(A hit man)
“You” He whispered to the ****ing cop.
The ****ing cop immediately lifted his buttock from the bed, grasped .45 Les Bear 1911 SRP, and pointed at his left temple.
He didn’t say any word.
“I must go to the toilet.” A hit man begged
That ****ing cop nodded.
He picked up a key from his pocket, and walked towards the bed.
“Don’t be tricky”
That ****ing cop unlocked the handcuffs and still pointed the gun at him.
He ordered him to stand up and go to the toilet.
“Don’t shut the door.”
A hit man nodded
That ****ing cop picked a cigarette…
(Fifteen minutes pass)
He flushed.
The ****ing cop forced him to the bed.
“Lie prone!”
He gently bended down,
“Give me your hands”
The ****ing cop tied his wrists to the bedpost.
Then, he phoned.
“I’m ready, master.”
iad…
The door was opened gently.
11…
(A young teacher)
He caressed.
Besides she licked off her lips,
and flew out of her imagination…
It’s fifteen minutes till eight in the evening.
Slippery,
he gently slid,
and unlocked his instinct…
She thrilled,
moaned,
and relaxed...
12…
(A cop)
He was going to pick up a pack of cigarette and walked out of the room.
“Don’t!” The old man denied. “Sit there.”
“But…”
“You must obey me”
Fell nausea.
The old man took off his cloths,
appeared a dry skin.
He turned his head away from the scene.
iad!
iad!
iad!
(Noise)
He picked up a cigarette from his pocket, though his hand shook,
tried to close his eyes, but bad things in the part still popped up.
iad!
iad!
iad!
Father pushed his monster into the *** hole at the end of his wit.
It made his *** hole swollen.
In that time, he felt that it was terrible situation.
He got pain.
iad!
iad!
iad!
(An hour later)
Remembered that day, the thunder roared loudly,
drown out the cry, but he could still here that noise.
“Mother, help me!”
He cried for his mother but she had passed away.
The father smashed his ear.
“No mood!”
The father fell with rage.
The father got out of the bed,
he would slap him with canvas shoe again.
But,
Not this time.
He grasped Walter P99 with Silencer and aimed at the left temple of that poor old man.
Bulb!
The criminal stared at him with astonishment.
He put his gun beside of his trunk,
sighed,
pick up a cigarette,
and sat at the edge of the bed.
(Ding ding dong da da ding ding dong…)
He muted.
It’s a quarter to nine in the evening.
He stood up,
walked to the head of the bed,
picked up the key from his pocket,
and unlocked the handcuffs.
13…
(A young teacher)
From outside to inside,
knives, forks, glasses, hankies,
one inch away from the edge of the table.
She thinks vase of flowers and Jazz will help the atmosphere
Bacon, omelet, toast,
orange marmalade, black coffee,
and Bill Evans
We Will Meet Again
“What’s that song?” He asked
“Bill donated on behalf of his older brother that has passed away.”
“Drivel!”
She kept her acts like an aristocrat.
It’s fifteen minutes till eight in the evening.
“Today I have an extra teaching, it might be late”
He rose up and handed his car key to her.
“Today you can use my car”
He handed it to her.
“Why?” She asked
“I will get an oil change”
“Yes.”
“Where’s the key?” He asked.
He stood up, walked to the sofa,
and picked up the key from her purse.
He stared at her shape especially her hips…
All of sudden,
he dragged off her skirt and underwear on the floor,
and pushed it to the end of the wit.
Her blood comes out from the *******,
but she still calm like an aristocrat.
14…
(A cop)
“Do you know the news?”
“What’s news?”
“About the former master.”
He shook his head.
“Why?” He asked.
“He’s gone.”
He paused.
“Perhaps he wants to hide away for a while.”
“That’s right.”
He turned on the computer.
“Okay, I’d better go, see you later.”
He nodded and smiled.
Homepage, Google
Gmail, and Facebook.
Ten in the morning: a cup of coffee
follow with some file of lawsuit.
At noon: lunch
Two in the afternoon, go back to the office.
Homepage, Google
Gmail, and Facebook.
Three in the afternoon: a cup of coffee again
follow with some file of lawsuit.
It’s fifteen minutes till four.
The work is not over, wait for half an hour.
He looked at the car key. (In fact, it’s a 4GB spy camera.)
He drew a drawer,
seek for a line to connect.
My Computer > Local Disk (H:) > DCIM > 101MSDCF
He found 15 mpeg files.
The target is the last file, the latest file – recorded XX/XX/XX 7:45 pm.
15…
(A hit man)
Blub!
He fired at the head of the old woman dispersedly,
truthfully she didn’t involve in the situation at all,
the fact was maid should die before boss.
His job nearly finishes, only wait for her to wake up from knock out drug and call that ****ing cop to come here (not more than fifteen minutes).
He gently dragged her and held her head in a comfortable position before tying her with a big robe with the chair.
Besides that damn boy,
he put him to sleep half an hour ago.
Be nosy! you want to be a hero?
He tried to collect all valuable things from the house to make it like a robbery.
“you”
She kept her word like an aristocrat.
He walked towards her
“He will come” he whispered.
He picked up a small cell phone from his pocket.
(Ding ding dong da da ding ding dong…)
That ****ing cop silent his phone.
“I’m here” that ****ing cop said
He didn’t notice that when he came.
All of a sudden, he stomped his feet to her face.
“*****!”
He kicked her again with the top of the foot.
She didn’t say only a single word.
She kept her acts like an aristocrat.
That ****ing cop ordered him to lose the robe and take off her clothes.
She started to cry.
He ordered him to make love with her.
(Ding ding dong da da ding ding dong…)
He picked up the cell phone from his pocket.
Bulb!
He shot his monster dispersedly.
She frightened.
He sat at on the old style Checko chair.
She looked at him.
Bulb!
“draw!” he said.
He put his gun beside of his trunk.
He stood up, picked up a pack of cigarette from his pocket,
and walked away from the house.
It’s fifteen minutes till eleven in the evening.
He walked through the end of the alley and called a taxi cap.
“A hotel nearby” he ordered.
(Ding ding dong da da ding ding dong…)
“Oh dear! change the song, please.”
1…
(A hit man)
It’s fifteen minutes till six in the evening. This might be a shot in the temple with Walter P99 with Silencer that neatly soft trigger pressed on it.
“Have to shoot out all the magazine and so forth two or three bullets for someone might be suspicious”
He gently dragged her and held his head in comfortable position…
He whispered to her softly before tied her with a big robe with a chair.
The smell of blood caused him to feel nausea – he shot his hubby’s monster dispersedly.
His job nearly finishes except for waiting her to wake up from knocked out drug and try to force her to write a fake memorandum.
He picked up a cigarette from the pack that left only the last one and roam around in the living room…
At the back of the house, he kept standing smoking with had an ash tray beside him. He never left a trace for sure, due to it would lead to a great evident to bind him. (I’ll say this family doesn’t smoke a cigarette at all. If a cop finds it he will suspect that it might be someone to concern with this matter.)
He finished smoking then swept an ash in a plastic bag that he grasped from the kitchen.
He got back to the kitchen.
“Where’s Sunlight”
He looked up at it for a while but couldn’t find it. (When he can’t find something, he always has butterflies in his stomach and wants to excrete.)
He decided to place the ash tray and started to run into the restroom immediately.
“That’s it!”
He picked up Sunlight and starting to excrete.
2…
(A student at 10th grade)
“Is he a cop?”
He told her that he saw a bandit standing smoking at the back of someone’s house, and he insists that the bandit held a pistol in his left hand.
“How did you know that my husband is a cop?” She asked
Don’t you know! Why I Know? Because he is interested in her. He never misses the
Mathematics class at all, even though he hates it so much.
“I want you to teach me privately at my house.” He requested
Even if when he thinks of her, he always manages himself by masturbating, but he recognizes her face dimly.
He can’t imagine her shape even her breasts (like main actress’s breasts in the 70s).
He jiggled the mouse in order to get the move computer to wake up and moved the mouse to expose the hidden folder.
He took off his pants and underwear.
3...
(A young teacher)
She called him where he was.
He replied her with a shot answer. “I’ll be back a minute”
Even she knows that he always goes to the Turkish bath and… back home with hale and hearty
“Have anything to eat my dear?”
“Dose my face wrinkle? Or…
Does my hidden point smell badly?”
No, she takes care herself much better than anyone else. She uses brand name cosmetic and does spa once a week and latest she gets glutathione.
She looked herself in the mirror…
“I’m so beautiful, why you mess around with somebody!”
She wants to curse out loud but she can’t do that. She stuck-up.
She didn’t sleep with him for nearly a year. Since she knows that he wants to sleep with prostitute at the Turkish bath.
“You’re selfish!” She cursed in mind
She picked up her cell phone from the dressing table.
“Okay. I’ll teach you at your house” she said.
When she thinks about him, she can’t bear.
She feels…
4…
(A cop)
She soaked cream onto his body and began to make love with him.
“****, there’s no mood.”
“Did you fly away from your wife and came here?”
All of a sudden, he stomped his feet to her chest.
“Butt in”
He kicked her again with the top of the foot.
“Butt in”
“I’m so sorry”
Her voice so tremble.
He used his right hand to push her head away.
“Next time, don’t talk too much”
He walked to the corner of the room…
He held his monster.
(Outside)
It’s fifteen minutes till seven in the evening. She told him to go and see that house, next door to the damned boy’s house. A Bandit is smoking a cigarette at the back of the house and holding a pistol by his left hand.
“That boy didn’t lie you, did you?” He asked again.
“If he lies, he will…”
He called nine-one-one for reinforcements.
“House number 15” He told.
5…
(A hit man)
On the tiles,
he picked up a thin book,
started to read from the first page…
So impressive,
and appreciate form the next three pages.
“…For heading to the happiness eternally, it needs to pass the sin before”
He shut the book,
folded it into his pocket,
cleaned himself,
stood up,
flushed.
He looked himself at the mirror…
Walter P99 with silencer,
held it tightly and aimed at the left temple.
6…
(A cop)
House No. 15,
he parked his car opposite that house,
picked up his last cigarette to smoke…
The damned boy was waving his hand at the convenient store,
began walking towards to his car.
“Is this house, right?” He asked.
“Yes, sir”
The reinforcements are coming in time.
The cops greet to one another.
(Inside)
He whispered to her to keep silent, before loosing a big robe that tied her by the chair.
The smell of blood caused him to feel nausea – the murderer had shot her husband’s penis dispersedly.
Hey! The noise of flushing,
came out from the restroom.
He turned around immediately,
turned off safety
aimed at the target…
(Ding ding dong da da ding ding dong…)
“Whose mobile calling?”
He never even looked back.
(da ding da ding ding dong da da ding ding dong…)
Bulb! (Sound of an over ripe pumpkin exploding)
(Ding ding dong da da ding ding dong…)
Bulb! Bulb! Bulb!
Four headshot,
four cops died.
(da ding da ding ding dong da da ding ding dong…)
The criminal got closer to him swiftly.
Walter P99 with Silencer was targeting to the middle of forehead.
He felt that the criminal didn’t use any pressure on the trigger.
7…
(A young teacher)
From outside to inside,
knives, forks, glasses, hankies,
one inch away from the edge of the table.
She thinks vase of flowers and a classic song will help the atmosphere.
He grasped sticky rice.
Breakfast: Lab, Jeaw, boiled vegetable,
Omelet, and Vivaldi.
Concerto No. 4 in F minor, Op. 8, RV 297, "L'inverno" (Winter)
“Hot” He muttered
She kept her acts like an aristocrat.
Breakfast: Lab, Jeaw, boiled vegetable,
Omelet, and Vivaldi.
“Does it taste good?” He asked
“Yes”
It’s a quarter stuck eight in the evening.
“Today I have an extra teaching and might be late”
He nodded.
“Here’s the key”
“Keep it with you is better, just call me when you get home” He said.
Even she knows everything, but she has to pretend that she doesn’t know about him.
“Yes”
“Damn you! You’re selfish.” She cursed in mind.
8…
(A hit man)
Even he knew that there was no bullet left in the magazine, he still triggered…
After that,
when he felt conscious.
He was lying in bed,
his both hands were handcuffed.
He tried to glance his eyes around the room…
The chair: on it,
he saw K.Y.
and three condoms.
“****” He muttered.
(Ding ding dong da da ding ding dong…)
Someone is talking on the phone outside.
“Let keep quite,
I try to escape from this place as soon as possible.
First,
I must loose the handcuffs off.” He thought
He tried to glance his eyes again.
iad…
(A noise of the door just opening)
He pretended to sleep,
but peeps
That ****ing cop looked at him.
(Ding ding dong da da ding ding dong…)
He received the cell phone.
“Yes, sir”
He grasped the pack of cigarette from his pocket shirt and sat at the edge of the bed…
“Be silent…
I wish I had only a knife.
Hold it tight!
And stab into his neck!
From left to right,
do not hurry,
let his blood flows out.” A hit man thought.
9…
(A student at 10th grade)
She sat on an old Checko chair.
“Where’re you parents?” she asked.
“My father!” He gave a fake smile.
He picked up a cigarette from his pocket.
“He’s rarely come.” He said.
He lit the cigarette.
“You shouldn’t smoke.” She suggested.
“Why?” He asked.
“You’re still young.”
She stood up and looked around.
She went to the book shelves.
She picked up one of them which rather thick,
tossed around the book.
“Is it your dad’s?”
“It’s mine.” He replied.
She surprised and still tossed around it.
“That’s my favorite.”
“Crime and Punishment” She read out loud.
“Dostoyevsky”
He walked to the desk,
picked up binocular,
and gave them to her.
“Look at that.”
He got straight to the window,
pointed to that house.
“Death”
She felt scared when he slipped that word out.
“He couldn’t catch the criminal.”
“What! What did you say?” She asked him even she heard it clearly.
“Didn’t your husband say anything?”
“No, he didn’t” She said.
He lit it again.
She turned and looked at him,
didn’t say anything.
“There’re 6 people died in that house and the only survived person was him, but the criminal was on the loose.” He told.
She doubted that her husband never told.
That passed so many days,
or he got bored to say with her.
“Dose my face wrinkle? Or…
Does my hidden point smell badly?”
She placed the binocular on the desk and turned back to him.
“And your mom didn’t turn up?” She asked.
He puffed.
“She passed away many years ago.” He said.
It’s fifteen minutes till seven in the evening.
While she was sitting on the Checko chair,
he rushed to her,
and braced her waist tightly.
He started to cry.
She so surprised,
but didn’t defy.
She still touched his head gently.
But,
thing has gone so far.
He tried his hand to delve under her clothes.
10…
(A hit man)
“You” He whispered to the ****ing cop.
The ****ing cop immediately lifted his buttock from the bed, grasped .45 Les Bear 1911 SRP, and pointed at his left temple.
He didn’t say any word.
“I must go to the toilet.” A hit man begged
That ****ing cop nodded.
He picked up a key from his pocket, and walked towards the bed.
“Don’t be tricky”
That ****ing cop unlocked the handcuffs and still pointed the gun at him.
He ordered him to stand up and go to the toilet.
“Don’t shut the door.”
A hit man nodded
That ****ing cop picked a cigarette…
(Fifteen minutes pass)
He flushed.
The ****ing cop forced him to the bed.
“Lie prone!”
He gently bended down,
“Give me your hands”
The ****ing cop tied his wrists to the bedpost.
Then, he phoned.
“I’m ready, master.”
iad…
The door was opened gently.
11…
(A young teacher)
He caressed.
Besides she licked off her lips,
and flew out of her imagination…
It’s fifteen minutes till eight in the evening.
Slippery,
he gently slid,
and unlocked his instinct…
She thrilled,
moaned,
and relaxed...
12…
(A cop)
He was going to pick up a pack of cigarette and walked out of the room.
“Don’t!” The old man denied. “Sit there.”
“But…”
“You must obey me”
Fell nausea.
The old man took off his cloths,
appeared a dry skin.
He turned his head away from the scene.
iad!
iad!
iad!
(Noise)
He picked up a cigarette from his pocket, though his hand shook,
tried to close his eyes, but bad things in the part still popped up.
iad!
iad!
iad!
Father pushed his monster into the *** hole at the end of his wit.
It made his *** hole swollen.
In that time, he felt that it was terrible situation.
He got pain.
iad!
iad!
iad!
(An hour later)
Remembered that day, the thunder roared loudly,
drown out the cry, but he could still here that noise.
“Mother, help me!”
He cried for his mother but she had passed away.
The father smashed his ear.
“No mood!”
The father fell with rage.
The father got out of the bed,
he would slap him with canvas shoe again.
But,
Not this time.
He grasped Walter P99 with Silencer and aimed at the left temple of that poor old man.
Bulb!
The criminal stared at him with astonishment.
He put his gun beside of his trunk,
sighed,
pick up a cigarette,
and sat at the edge of the bed.
(Ding ding dong da da ding ding dong…)
He muted.
It’s a quarter to nine in the evening.
He stood up,
walked to the head of the bed,
picked up the key from his pocket,
and unlocked the handcuffs.
13…
(A young teacher)
From outside to inside,
knives, forks, glasses, hankies,
one inch away from the edge of the table.
She thinks vase of flowers and Jazz will help the atmosphere
Bacon, omelet, toast,
orange marmalade, black coffee,
and Bill Evans
We Will Meet Again
“What’s that song?” He asked
“Bill donated on behalf of his older brother that has passed away.”
“Drivel!”
She kept her acts like an aristocrat.
It’s fifteen minutes till eight in the evening.
“Today I have an extra teaching, it might be late”
He rose up and handed his car key to her.
“Today you can use my car”
He handed it to her.
“Why?” She asked
“I will get an oil change”
“Yes.”
“Where’s the key?” He asked.
He stood up, walked to the sofa,
and picked up the key from her purse.
He stared at her shape especially her hips…
All of sudden,
he dragged off her skirt and underwear on the floor,
and pushed it to the end of the wit.
Her blood comes out from the *******,
but she still calm like an aristocrat.
14…
(A cop)
“Do you know the news?”
“What’s news?”
“About the former master.”
He shook his head.
“Why?” He asked.
“He’s gone.”
He paused.
“Perhaps he wants to hide away for a while.”
“That’s right.”
He turned on the computer.
“Okay, I’d better go, see you later.”
He nodded and smiled.
Homepage, Google
Gmail, and Facebook.
Ten in the morning: a cup of coffee
follow with some file of lawsuit.
At noon: lunch
Two in the afternoon, go back to the office.
Homepage, Google
Gmail, and Facebook.
Three in the afternoon: a cup of coffee again
follow with some file of lawsuit.
It’s fifteen minutes till four.
The work is not over, wait for half an hour.
He looked at the car key. (In fact, it’s a 4GB spy camera.)
He drew a drawer,
seek for a line to connect.
My Computer > Local Disk (H:) > DCIM > 101MSDCF
He found 15 mpeg files.
The target is the last file, the latest file – recorded XX/XX/XX 7:45 pm.
15…
(A hit man)
Blub!
He fired at the head of the old woman dispersedly,
truthfully she didn’t involve in the situation at all,
the fact was maid should die before boss.
His job nearly finishes, only wait for her to wake up from knock out drug and call that ****ing cop to come here (not more than fifteen minutes).
He gently dragged her and held her head in a comfortable position before tying her with a big robe with the chair.
Besides that damn boy,
he put him to sleep half an hour ago.
Be nosy! you want to be a hero?
He tried to collect all valuable things from the house to make it like a robbery.
“you”
She kept her word like an aristocrat.
He walked towards her
“He will come” he whispered.
He picked up a small cell phone from his pocket.
(Ding ding dong da da ding ding dong…)
That ****ing cop silent his phone.
“I’m here” that ****ing cop said
He didn’t notice that when he came.
All of a sudden, he stomped his feet to her face.
“*****!”
He kicked her again with the top of the foot.
She didn’t say only a single word.
She kept her acts like an aristocrat.
That ****ing cop ordered him to lose the robe and take off her clothes.
She started to cry.
He ordered him to make love with her.
(Ding ding dong da da ding ding dong…)
He picked up the cell phone from his pocket.
Bulb!
He shot his monster dispersedly.
She frightened.
He sat at on the old style Checko chair.
She looked at him.
Bulb!
“draw!” he said.
He put his gun beside of his trunk.
He stood up, picked up a pack of cigarette from his pocket,
and walked away from the house.
It’s fifteen minutes till eleven in the evening.
He walked through the end of the alley and called a taxi cap.
“A hotel nearby” he ordered.
(Ding ding dong da da ding ding dong…)
“Oh dear! change the song, please.”