Chatroom Rendezvous

 

I sat on my ass in front of my computer for months with him behind me.  All we did was scour chatroom after chatroom for the perfect one.  I swear to God if I ever see OMG, or TTYL ever again I’m going to puke then kill the person who texted it to me.  He thought it was funny how the conversations would go.  I had to learn all about K-Pop, Izzy Azalea, Taylor Swift and other mind numbingly boring singers.  Not to mention the millions of times I had to deal with receiving those stupid yellow emoticons.  If it weren’t for the big pay off I would of told him to do it himself because I was just not liking this at all.

FINALLY she showed up one day and told me she liked my hat.  Of all the stupid things, but there she was.  We chatted for hours, all about her stupid friends, her stupid school, and last but not least her stupid parents.  Then it happened.  She told me she loved me and wanted to run away with me.  He jumped up from his chair and said, “Thank you Goddess!”  You see I was always in the chatrooms as a boy.  Not a full grown woman, that would of never of worked.  

We made plans to meet and she sent me snapchats of her on the bus, of her in the cab, of her arriving at the place we were to meet.  She was a little scared but I told her that the reason for us meeting at a place like this is because her parents would never think to look here.  She thought that was “Brill”.  I put the phone down and smashed it with my boot.  

He and a few friends of his were a little way up the alley, I was standing in a doorway with my gun drawn.  She rounded the corner and I was on her.  She cried, she begged, she pleaded, she screamed as one of his friends punched her hard in the face while another started to take his pants off.  I watched them Gangbang all her holes, it was violent, it was nasty, it was brutal and it was fucking sensational!  I played with myself almost the whole entire time.  

At the end she was unrecognizable, muttering, trying to crawl away.  I picked up my gun, held it to the back of her head and fired off a shot.  Hunting is fun, and so was watching the carnal rage that I had the pleasure of witnessing.

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