Bloody phone sex is so much fun for a sick bitch like me. Red is my favorite color because I love the look of blood. I especially love the look of blood as it is pouring out of a victim. The blood of a young victim is the best. It is a bright crimson red. It has a sweet smell to it too. You would almost think it is theatrical blood, but the blood of tender age victims is just sweeter than our blood. It becomes addicting, but I am not impulsive or compulsive. That is how I can be a stone cold killer bitch and never get caught. Hell, I am under the radar still. The dark net knows me though. I am a legend of sorts there. But I make sure I change details when I brag about my snuff sex kills. I am smart and methodical above all else. This is how I stay out of prison.
When Harvey hired me, I knew he wanted a young one killed. He has been fucking his stepdaughter for years now, and she has decided she no longer wants to be his victim. She is blackmailing him. He wants her gone. I get it. She is a problem now. I take care of problems for money. This kill took some finessing. I mean I had to make sure he had an airtight alibi and that when he did, I could easily gain access to the jailbait whore. It took weeks of planning, but the stars aligned yesterday. His stepdaughter was staying with friends because they had no power from a storm that hit recently. He was out of the country with work buddies who could vouch for him. I killed the friend too to look like a random act of violence. I stabbed two innocent angels in their princess beds while the adults slept in a near by room. I made it look like a bloody massacre. It will be blamed on some escaped loony bin patient or some schizophrenic hobo. Harvey’s problem was solved with some accomplice phone sex. Any problems I can solve for you?
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