THE DICK MURDERER PT. 2

                            (6)

     By the time I ran back to my house it was light outside and the sun was shining bright, as I got closer to my house I could see Andrew's car as he was just pulling in the driveway to park.
    
     "Shit!" I said to myself, why is he here so early,  I'm all dirty from digging in the dirt and I had a feeling I was about to get the third degree.

     I walked up the driveway to his car and waited for him to get out, trying not to look too suspicious I kissed him then asked,

     "Hey baby, what you doing here so early, no work today, something wrong?"
     He looked at me as if I had four heads and they were all spinning at the same time, I guess the fact that he was dressed for work and his briefcase was on the passenger seat kinda made me look stupid for asking that question. He shook his head and snarled at me before answering,
  
  "I'm on my way to work, I stopped over here to check on you seeing that I've been calling you for the last hour and got no response! And why are you so damn dirty, where have you been and what have you been doing? "I'd forgotten to take my phone with me in case he called, I felt like a deer caught in the headlights right now, especially since I had no legitimate answer, one that would make sense, to him anyway. I started to brush my clothes off then
  looking him in the eyes I told him the truth
"I ran down to the lake to bury a dick that I didn't want you to see." then I started laughing hoping he'd laugh too.

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     I didn't get the response I was looking for, Anderson didn't find what I said to be funny at all, once again he looked at me with this look that said if I wasn't a police dectective I'd slap the crap out of you right now, then he turned back around to get in the car while mumbling something at me that I really couldn't hear so I politely asked him to repeat what he said, he snarled at me again before speaking,

     "I said I'm glad you think you're so damn funny because I don't find you funny at all, you would say something about burying a dick and that's the case I'm working on this morning, I take it you watched the news."

     My mouth dropped in amazement, I didn't watch the news at all, I just put on my clothes and left the house, how was I going to get around this shit I just let come out my mouth, and they would put my man on the case, the case that secretly involves me! I had to smooth this one out, so I came up with a lie while he sat there starring me down waiting for an answer,

     "Yes love, I watched some of the news, I'm sorry I thought a little humor may get you going since it's such a sensitive case, I mean you are a man and I know it's going to be a little hard working on a case where someone has gotten their dick wacked off, lighten up a little."

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     Anderson gave me a half ass smile before responding with a "yea I guess you're right, now bring your little sexy dirty self over here and give me my kisses, I've gotta go but when I get off I'll be expecting to here the real story of why you're so dirty this morning," I giggled a little then kissed his lips and stood in the driveway and watched his car as he drove out of sight.

     Today was going to be an interesting day I could feel it in my bones. I went in the house thinking I'd have a little time to myself, I felt like I've been running nonstop since yesterday, as soon as I hopped in the shower the phone started ringing, I was truely hoping that who ever it was would just hang up and go away, but as the phone kept ringing I knew that wasn't going to happen. I finished my shower then wrapped myself in a towel and plopped down on my bed and grabbed my phone to see who was blowing me up. I had six missed calls, two of them from my sister and the other four from Liza, what the hell was this woman on, I swear she didn't comprehend a fucking word I said to her about these phones and not calling me.

     I called my sister back first to see what was up with her, she answered on the first ring,

     "Hey Chelsea, what's going on, I see you called twice while I was out doing my run." She laughed at me and responded with a smart ass comment,

     "Sasha what exactly are you running for, your body is nice and toned already, but anyway that's not what I called you for, I was calling to see if you wanted to do breakfast since you flaked out on me last night, I have to tell you about my date and girl it was juicy."

     I loved listening to my little sister talk about her sex life, I'd never tell her but I learned a lot of new moves from her stories, I couldn't flake out on her again so I told her yes we could do breakfast, we could meet up at the diner on the corner in about an hour, we said our goodbye's then I hung up and proceeded to get dressed, I'd call Liza back from the car.

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     Before I could make it to my car my phone was ringing again, I looked at the caller I.D to see who it was and much to no surprise it was Liza again, I answered the phone with a little attitude in my voice,

     "Hello! Liza this had better be important, seeing that I told you to not call me from this phone again."

     When she spoke I could barely hear her as though she were whispering but there was a lot of noise in her background,

     "Sasha I'm sorry, I know you said not to call you but I had to give you an update, My husband didn't make it out of surgery, they said he lost to much blood and the way his dick was severed they couldn't find exactly where the bleeding was coming from to stop it. I spoke with the police that found him they had no clue of what happened."

     Liza's words were sounding like blah, blah, blah right up until I heard her mention Anderson's name, she told me she met a very nice detective who assured her that he would find her husbands killer and then he gave her his card and told her if she needed anything she could call him anytime. I couldn't let her know that her charming dectetive was also my charming boyfriend but I was kind of happy because I could now keep tabs and keep myself in the clear.

     I made arrangements with her to meet up tomorrow so she wouldn't be tempted to call me again, I had to think of something to calm her nerves, I really liked her and kinda felt sorry for her so I didn't want to have to kill her next. Right as I hung up the phone with her Chelsea tapped on the window and scared the hell out of me, I looked up and there she stood snarling at me,

     "Sasha what on earth are you doing? haha, did I scare you, and why are you so jumpy anyway, you would have thought I just caught you doing something you weren't supposed to be doing the way you jumped."

     She stood there laughing like I was a comedian and had just told my funniest joke, I got out of the car and hugged her then gave her a punch in the arm to let her know I didn't find that shit funny, she rubbed her arm then locked arms with me as we headed for the diner, she also let me know that she knew something had me on edge and she was determined to find out what it was, she has this thing where she swears up and down she knows when somehing is wrong with me and I hate to say it but she's usually right, but how could I tell her that I had just killed a man and was possibly going to have to kill his wife, further more that Anderson was the head detective on the case.

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     Once inside the diner we grabbed a table close to the door with a window view, Chelsea immediately ordered coffee for the both of us and told the waitress we'd need a minute to order food then she pulled her chair close to mine, I'm guessing so we could begin our gossip session, which normally included sex talk, mainly from her, I rarely shared my sex life plus she acted as if it grossed her out so bad that I was thirty and still very sexually active, In her world only twenty year olds were allowed to be openly sexual.

     The waitress brought our coffee and left us with a menu, as soon as she walked away from the table Chelsea started in on her conversation about last night,
     "Girl, I'm so glad you decided to stay home last night, I met up with my new friend Troy and that man worked my body overtime."

     I looked at her with the stank face and giggled a little bit, if only she knew I got my body worked over too then fucked him up afterwards. She laughed at the fact I was making faces at her then continued with her nasty little story.

     "His dick was so big Sasha, I thought he was going to tear me a new pussy hole, and the fool had the nerve to ask me to put that big ole thang in my mouth, so you know I told him oh I don't do that right."

     I fell out laughing, Chelsea was a mess and did not censor anything coming out of her mouth when talking to me, but had everybody else in the free world thinking she was innocent. The waitress came back to the table and took our orders, we both got bacon, eggs, grits and toast, when it came to food we were very much alike, but when it came to sex it was sad to say it but my little sister was much more of a freak than me. She has played with anal beads, vibrators, butt plugs and all, I was pretty basic, suck it fuck it, switch positions, nut then go to sleep.

     After Chelsea finished telling me about her night she started in on me again, asking why I've been so jumpy and on edge, I didn't want to lie to my sister, we had a pretty descent relationship so I fought with myself rather or not to tell her the truth like I tried to do with Anderson earlier this morning or make up some bogus story that was sure to put a rip in our relationship if she ever found out the truth. My phone started to ring and I thought to myself saved by the bell until I looked at the caller I.D and it was Meghan my second client who wanted to set her cheating husband up so she could divorce him and take half his fortune that she helped him gain, I had to excuse myself from the table to take the call, I didn't want Chelsea to hear any of that conversation until I figured out if I was going to tell her or not.



          
    

THE DICK MURDERER PT. 1

                             (1)

Sasha:

     I'm new at this, I guess you can call me a virgin, a first timer, and how tonight goes will determine if it's my last time."

     We lay there in bed and he's nibbling, licking, kissing and caressing my entire body, but the only thing on my mind is what I was going to do to him, even more was I going to get away with it. He flipped me over on my stomach then inserted his dick inside me and began a slow steady grind followed up by a hard pump. My body felt so good and I let him know it, with every stroke came a moan, he would never suspect what was about to go down.

     He fucked me everywhere in every way you could imagine,  I let him wear himself out until his body collapsed next to me on the bed. He managed to mumble a few words of how good my pussy was while I puffed on my cigarette and stroked his head until he fell asleep and was out like a light.
     This was my chance to make my move, I slid out of bed and into my Sundress and flip flops then headed around the bed to unplug the telephone, after that I went through his pockets taking everything he had including his cellphone.  My mission was accomplished with no problems but I wasn't satisfied.

     I sat my bag down at the door then turned around to look him over once more, that's when I became someone else. The smug look on his face while he sleeps is what did it,

"Look at him laying up there with his wedding band sitting pretty on his finger and he just fucked me like nobody else existed."
     I decided to get revenge for myself and the wife that's sitting at home waiting for his nasty ass.
                            (2)
     I removed my blade from my bag and slowly walked towards the bed, I was scared shitless thinking he was going to wake up and see me and I'd be the one in trouble. When I got to the bed I pulled the cover back and grabbed his dick with one hand, he let out a moan but didn't open his eyes, I took a deep breath then did the unthinkable,  that's right I cut his dick off! He opened his eyes and let out a horrible sound that echoed the room.
     I had to do something to stop the noise before someone heard him and came knocking on the door, I grabbed the lamp off the table and clocked him upside his head to knock him out. Once I was sure he was out cold I washed my blade and removed all traces of me by wiping off everything I touched then I put on my shades, grabbed my bag and headed out the door.
     The ride home was a long silent one, until his phone began to ring, it scared the mess out of me, I'd forgotten that I took that too. My heart was beating so fast I thought it would jump right out my chest, I had to get rid of his wallet and that phone, the dick I'd keep as a souvenir.
     I dropped that phone into a water sewer along with his wallet then headed home still shaken by what I had just done. When I arrived at my house all the lights were on, just what I needed right now! Company, had to either be my sister Chelsea or my boyfriend Anderson, they're the only two with keys, I was in no shape to sit and chat with anyone.
     I grabbed my bag from the passenger seat, locked my doors and started up the steps when the door came flying open and out comes Chelsea.
     "Hi Sasha,  where you been, I've been waiting for you over an hour, did you forget our dinner plans again?"
     I stood there with a puzzled look on my face before I responded, mainly because I had forgotten but mostly because she was standing there in my clothes which means she was in my bedroom in my closet.
     "Hi Chelsea, sorry I'm late, and yes I forgot and  why the hell are you in my good clothes?"
                            (3)
     This heffa going to make me kill her, laughing like I told a damn joke or something.  I bypassed her and went in the house straight to my bedroom and plopped down on the bed,
    
"Chelsea you're on your own tonight,  I'm absolutely exhausted and really not up for going out." 
   
She looked at me with those big brown sad puppy eyes, "I knew you were going to pull this Sasha, that's why I made other arrangements during the hour plus that I was waiting for you, so I'm not even mad, I'll call you tomorrow,  gotta run but I still love you."
     Now that Chelsea was gone I could try to unrattle my brain. First thing I needed to do was shower the scent of sex off my body before Anderson decided to pop up unannounced too, then turn on the ten o'clock news to see if they found his dickless ass still laying up in that hotel room. Even though I just did something horrible I feel great, I think tonight was a hit and I now know what business I'll be in.
     The phone rang and it was her, Liza the wife of the man who's dick I chopped off.
    
     "Hello, " her soft voice spoke, "is it done? Did you take his car keys as well so he'd be stranded?"
     I cleared my throat before answering her,
     "You shouldn't be calling me so soon, after this you are to have no contact with me so we don't get caught. I took more than his money, phone and car keys, I felt bad he was cheating on you so I took a little souvenir," I cleared my throat once again before telling her I cut his dick off and left his ass for dead.
     The phone went silent for a moment then she burst out into hysterical laughter,
     "Are you serious?" She managed to speak in between laughing.
                              (4)
     Although I was laughing with her it really wasn't funny and I was waiting for her hysteria to leave so I could get her true reaction, was she going to go all crazy on me or was she down with it due to the fact he was constantly cheating on her and she'd had enough. 
    I stopped laughing first, then added a little seriousness to my voice,

     "Ok Liza time to talk business, how do you feel about what I've just told you, are you ok with everything or are you going to flip out and call the police, because I will take you down with me if need be and those are your plans."

     Still giggling a little bit she assured me that she was cool with everything and was not going to call the police, she also told me that they didn't have any children and he'd taken out  life insurance policies on the both of them which should be a pretty healthy amount, out of that was where she'd pay me more money for doing the extra work chopping his dick off.
     I instructed her to also watch the news seeing that nothing was said tonight, and if he wasn't home by noon tomorrow for her to call the police herself and check a few hospitals to keep herself from looking suspicious, make it look like he was missing or something, maybe tell them she hasn't heard from him since early morning yesterday when he left for work. Last but not least if she needed to call me again to get a disposable cell phone and not to do it in her name that way it couldn't be traced back to either one of us.
     After talking over everything we said our goodbyes and hung up the phone. I got comfortable in my bed then chilled in silence looking at the ceiling, I decided to skip dinner and go to sleep, my appetite was gone and my nerves were shot to hell.
     I woke up about four am in a pool of sweat and my heart racing really fast, I had a horrible nightmare and didn't want to go back to sleep just yet so I turned the tv on and headed to the kitchen for something to snack on and a glass of wine, maybe that would help me to mellow out a little and I'd be able to go back to sleep.
                            (5)

     Finally around six I could feel myself drifting off to sleep, soon as I  got settled the damn phone started to ring, who in the hell was calling me at this hour! I decided not to answer, after about five rings it stopped, I can close my eyes again or so I thought until the phone once again started ringing.

     I snatched the phone off the hook with an attitude and the person on the other end was going to know it.
     "Hello! This had better be a damn emergency, somebody better be dead or dying calling me this damn early in the morning!"
     Low and behold, this hardheaded bitch must not have heard a word I said earlier about not contacting me again.
     "I'm sorry Sasha, I know you said not to call you again but I just got a visit from the police telling me they found my husband unconscious in an inner city hotel room barely alive, they knew his name from the registration card he signed when he checked in, they want me to come to the hospital to sign surgery papers, they also said he may not make it, I'm scared what should I do?"
     I sat up in the middle of the bed confused about why she felt the need to call me, I was a little uneasy about that, was I going to have to kill her too, I made sure to cover my tracks and this bitch was determined to fuck that up.

     I took a deep breath, "Liza you need to calm down! Those are normal police procedures when they find someone in that condition. You just have to focus and by all means stay calm! Tell them you don't know why he was at that hotel and you were in a dead sleep and normally went to bed before him so you didn't realize he was home yet.

   I hung up the phone with her and decided to get up and get my day started, first thing on my list I had to get that dick out of my bag and put it somewhere only I knew about, so I put on my running clothes, grabbed my keys and the sack I normally carry my water in to secure the dick then I headed out the door.

     I knew just where I was going to hide it. I ran two and a half miles away from my house to a fishing lake, there was a trail that led back into the woods, I followed the trail until it was no longer visible for me to see the lake, then I found a spot between two large trees and began to dig a hole using a stick and my hand. Once I thought the hole was big enough I emptied the bag and patched up the hole and stomped on it to flatten the dirt.