Murder Most Foul

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“Fifteen two, fifteen four and a pair is six, and I’m out,” chanted Miss McGann, “Pay up, Sam, my boy. You owe me seven and a quarter.””Gladly, you have saved me from a night of excruciating boredom, once again.”She stood, picked up the chipped cup, and drained the dregs of the cheap whiskey we had been drinking while smoothing down her dress.”It has been very quiet the last week. I wonder why?””Maybe because all the streetwalkers are too frightened to go out at night,” I replied.There had been a rash of mysterious and macabre murders that had happened sporadically over the last three years. The dismembered corpses of streetwalkers kept being discovered around the city in the most unlikely places. It was known the bodies were not killed where they were found but had been transported there.”You might be right,” she said. “Well, thank you for the game and cheap whiskey you shared with me. I’m going home.””Good night Miss McGann.””For Christ’s sake, Sam, call me Molly. You make me feel like an old lady with that Miss McGann shit. I’m older than you are, but not that much older.””Sorry, Miss… I mean, Molly. It’s just that before I came to the city, I was a copyboy for our town paper, and the editor was an old-fashioned curmudgeon who insisted that all ladies be addressed as Miss or Mrs. unless they were related to you. Old habits die hard.””Sam, you are no longer in the boonies. You now live in the city and are a reporter covering the crime beat for this paper. I am not the boss or your superior. I am the person who runs the archives. Call me Molly!””Yes, Molly,” I replied with a smile.She had reached the door when the police radio at my side squawked. I quickly put on my headphones, and Molly froze in the doorway. I jotted down the call’s details and looked at Molly after I finished with a somber look.”Another one?” she asked. I just nodded.”You going out to do the story?””I have to,” I answered. “Let me drive you home. I’d feel more comfortable with this maniac on the loose.””That’s not necessary, Sam. Do you think I look like a streetwalker?” she asked me with a wistful smile.”No. Of course not, but why take chances?””Well, who am I to refuse your gallant offer? Thank you, Sam.”I looked at Molly as I followed her to the elevator and realized that something had changed in how I was looking at her. Calling her Molly had changed my perspective. I realized that under her unmade-up face and tightly bunched hair lay a rather attractive woman hidden by her lackluster clothes. She had great legs, a firm round tush, and was deliciously curved. I speculated on what she would look like out of her work attire.I kept sneaking glances at her as we drove to her place, and she smiled sweetly at me. When I dropped her off in front of a brownstone house in an upscale district, she asked me if I thought it would take me a long time to cover the story.”I doubt it, Molly. It is probably just a couple of pictures if they permit me to get close and the usual no comment attributions. The names of the officers on the scene, so they get a chance to see their names in print in tomorrow’s paper, and that will be it.””Give me a call when you finish and tell me all you can,” she said, handing me a slip of paper with her phone number scribbled on it.”Much as I had expected, the scene was roped bahis şirketleri off and swarming with cops both uniformed and plain-clothed. I watched as they searched the beach for dismembered body parts. I almost passed out when not more than ten feet from where I stood, a cop suddenly threw up after yelling, “Here.”Thankfully, my camera was ready, and I could snap a picture of him pointing to the head of a decapitated woman. During the commotion that ensued, I quickly took the film out of my camera, pocketed it, and put in a fresh roll.A grizzled police lieutenant came up to me and said, “Son, give me the film in your camera. We can’t let that get out to the public.””Lieutenant, I think you’re right. That is just horrendous. Here you go,” I said as I rewound the blank film in the camera and handed him the spool.I knew that I would be having nightmares about what I had just seen, and there was no way I could ever publish that picture. After receiving my share of ‘no comment’ statements, I could attribute to various police luminaries on the scene, I got back in my car and thoughtfully began driving back.I stopped at a phone booth and called Molly and told her what I had seen.”Oh, Sam, how terrible. Are you OK?””Not really. I just can’t erase those images from my mind.””Do you wish to come over? Sometimes it helps to talk things out.””I don’t want to impose on you.””Nonsense, I was about to cook supper. Come on over and grab a bite.””How about I come over, but I’m across from Kelly’s on Revere Beach, and I could pick us up a couple of their roast beef sandwiches.””I see you know the path to a woman’s heart.””Is that all it takes, a roast beef sandwich?””No, silly. All it takes is relieving a woman from trying to cook and eat a solitary supper. Hurry.”Twenty minutes later, I was at the front door of her home. When she opened the door, I almost did not recognize Molly. Gone were the nondescript dress and ugly shoes she wore at work. She was wearing a pair of high waist denim shorts and a sleeveless white top. Her hair had been set free and was done up in an auburn ponytail that hung alluringly over one shoulder.”HI, Sam. Come on in,” she said as she ushered me into the kitchen. “We can sit in the breakfast nook to eat. My mouth has been watering at the thought of Kelly’s roast beef sandwich. Did you get horseradish?””Of course, what’s a roast beef sandwich without horseradish?””What can I get you to drink? The choices are rather sparse, I’m sorry to say. I have Polar Seltzer plain, black cherry, or raspberry lime.””Well, you’ve made a boy from Western Mass very happy. My favorite beverage. I’ll have the black cherry if that’s not putting you out.””Black cherry it is,” she said as she bent in front of the fridge to get the can presenting to my eyes that incredible tush. I noticed she was barefoot, which I found incredibly sexy.We munched away at our sandwiches, lost in thought. I don’t know where Molly was, but I had a hard time erasing the vision of that poor decapitated woman.Supper finished Molly invited me to sit with her in the living room. Seated at either end of a comfortable sofa, I watched as she folded her long legs under her and looked at me with a strange look on her face as if she was trying to make up her mind about something.”Sam, can I trust you?” bahis firmaları She finally said.”I think so, Molly. What’s up?””After what I am going to tell you, Sam, you might never want to have anything to do with me again.”When I opened my mouth, she shushed me. “Please just hear me out.”Three years ago, I broke up with my husband, and he left me. Before he left, he cleaned out all our bank accounts and maxed out my credit cards. I was on the point of losing this house which I had inherited from my parents.”Not wanting to see myself homeless, I resorted to plying the world’s oldest profession. I became a streetwalker, a common whore.”The money was rolling in, and I was not besieged with guilt by my new calling. I was scrupulously choosy and always took all possible precautions to not get hurt or catch any diseases.”The first incident occurred where a girl was murdered and dismembered, and I shrugged it off thinking that something like that could not happen to me.”One month later, I was patrolling my beat when a car pulled over, and I was propositioned by a man sitting in the car. It was a rainy night, and business had been slow, so I got in the car. No sooner had I taken a seat when a hood was thrown over my head, and my hands were bound. I never got a clear look at the man, but god, I can still hear his voice. He proceeded to tell me he was not interested in sex at all, just killing me.”He drove for about fifteen minutes and stopped the car. He opened the door and dragged me out of the car and into what turned out to be an abandoned house.”I must have passed out. When I regained consciousness, I was lying on what seemed to be a stinky mattress on the floor. I was still hooded, but my hands had been untied. I could hear the man talking to himself, but it seemed to come from another room. “With nothing to lose, I removed the hood saw that there was a window in the room. I crawled out and ran down the street. When I reached the next block, a police cruiser drove by, screeched to a stop, and two patrolmen came to me. Shivering with shame and fright, I told them what happened. They put me in the car, covered me with a blanket. After calling for backup, we returned to the house, which I pointed out to them.”His car was gone, and after retrieving my clothes, they took me to the station to get my statement. There was not much I could tell them as I had not gotten a clear look at him, and as for the car, the only thing I could tell them about it was that it was black.”From that point on, I have been living in fear. I’m terrified that that man might recognize me by accident and come back for me. I stopped streetwalking and got a job on the paper. And now here we are… me more than ever terrified and with you probably too disgusted to be with me.”With that, Molly started to sob uncontrollably. Her body language portrayed abject defeat.I slid over to her and wrapped her in my arms in an attempt to comfort her. She lowered her head against my chest and cried her eyes out. Her body trembled uncontrollably while my heart ached at hearing her anguish.Eventually, she was cried out and sat up. “Thank you, Sam. Thank you for sitting here with me. You can leave now.””You want me to leave?””Not really, but I can’t imagine you wanting to stay after hearing about my sordid past.””Molly, kaçak bahis siteleri it’s not up to me to be your judge. You did what you had to do to survive. Plus, a woman who uses a vanilla shampoo in her hair can’t be all bad.””You’re an idiot, Sam. A loveable idiot, but an idiot nonetheless.”She looked up at me with her big green eyes and tentatively raised her face to mine. When our lips touched, I felt as if my body was hit with a jolt of adrenaline. Her lips parted, and our tongues met and promptly engaged in an impromptu wrestling match.We finally broke free from the kiss which had left us gasping for air. “Where did you learn to kiss like that?””You are the first woman I have kissed since my senior prom, Molly.””No girlfriend?””No. I don’t know any women in the city, and my work doesn’t give me much time to socialize.”She stood up, took my hand, and led me to the bedroom. “Please sleep with me tonight, Sam. I don’t want to be alone. Don’t worry. I don’t expect anything more than to be able to cuddle with you and fall asleep without going through my usual panic attack in the middle of the night. Just so you know, I have been celibate since I quit my so-called profession.””Aren’t you worried that I might take advantage of you?””Sam, dear Sam. Not only am I not worried. In reality, if you did, I might welcome it.”She proceeded to remove her top, displaying a magnificent pair of firm tits capped by huge nipples, and then shimmied out of her shorts before climbing into bed. She smiled at me and said, “Your turn, big guy.”Self-consciously I removed my shirt and lowered my trousers and underwear. I blushed beet red when Molly whistled. “Damn! Big guy was spot on. You have a magnificent cock. Now slide under the sheets and cuddle me.”The feel of her body against mine soon had my cock more erect than it had ever been. Molly turned her back to me, and I spooned her body. She took my hand and placed it on her breast. My cock nestled in the crack of her ass, and I could feel it exuding precum. When she wriggled her butt against me, I thought I would lose it and cum all over her.She turned to face me and kissed me passionately. Her hand reached down and stroked my cock while we kissed and she rubbed it against her pussy lips. I could feel her warmth and wetness. “We don’t need to do this if you don’t want to,” she said.My answer was to roll her on her back, spread her thighs and place myself between them as I sank my cock into her hot, wet, welcoming pussy. As I was thrusting deeper and deeper into her, it hit me that this was not fucking. It was an act of love. She parted her lips and offered me her tongue, which made me even stiffer as I started to throb deep in her.”Oh yes, Sam, that’s so good. So good to be able to give my body to you.”I could feel the pressure build and asked her if I should come in her.”Yes, darling, fill me with your seed.”Her moans became louder, and I felt my cock enveloped in her juices as she tightened her hold on it.”Don’t stop. Please don’t stop. I’m going to cum,” Molly yelled.I felt her hot juices bathe my cock as she quivered in ecstasy. My cum shot out in copious quantity, soaking her vagina. She was so tight that I could feel our combined juices flowing out of her and bathing my testicles.She reached up and pulled me down on her, gave me a sweet kiss, and nestled me in the crook of her shoulder. Soon she was making those cute sounds that women make as they fall asleep. I closed my eyes and wondered at the beauty of what had occurred as I fell asleep.

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