Sometimes, I am in a killer phone sex mood. Like for real. I am an undetected serial killer. I do have a type, but it is a type that law enforcement will never see. I like to kill sluts, tools and small dicked losers. One of the ways I stay under the radar is making sure there is no evidence of a crime. No body. No crime. I have a kill shack in the woods that no one has ever found. It was my grandfather’s kill shack. I went with him many times when he would kill. He was a prolific killer too who taught me everything I know about murder. He made me the killer I am today. Do you have murder phone sex fantasies? We all do. Just some of us know how to act on them without getting caught. I like to think of myself as a killer teacher. Pun intended. I teach others how to kill like my grandpa taught me.
Trevor found me on the dark net. He had a huge problem his millions of dollars could not fix. He knocked up a young teen girl. She is jailbait and that demon seed growing in her belly is proof he is a criminal. Without her and her little one, no proof. He paid me handsomely to get rid of his problem. I did it too, but I made sure no guilt would fall on him. As much as he wanted to watch me carve up his teen cum receptacle, he needed an airtight alibi. He paid me in bitcoins so there would be no paper trail. I kidnapped the blackmailing whore and gutted her. Carved that demon seedling right out of her belly and fed it to the coyotes. Then I dismembered mama (may she rest in pieces, LOL). I fed limb by limb to the wildlife. No trace of her or the demon inside her belly exists anymore. She will just be listed as another runaway. With me as your accomplice phone sex partner, you can be an undetected killer too.