I watch you from the corner. Slowly drawing on my cigarette. I think you completely forgot I was there since you were so intent on finishing what you started. It was a slow build at first, I wasn’t even sure you would go through with it. You took a long time just sitting in the metal chair staring into your hands. I finally had to tell you it is either now or never. You stood up and removed your clothing. I took your hand and lead you down the hall. Before I opened the door you hesitated. You started to say, “What if…: I placed a finger on your lips to silence you while giving you a smile. I told you that there was nothing to be frightened about. This is what you wanted, this is what you needed, this is what you have desired for so long. You nodded your head in agreement.
I pushed open the heavy door and stepped to the side. You looked at the pale thin girl on the mattress, she looked at you in return. She said, “Are you the one who is going to take me to see my Mommy?” I walked over and smoothed her hair down while telling her in a soothing voice that yes he was the one that was going to take you to see your Mommy. I told her to tell you where her mommy was. She looked up at you and said, “Heaven.”
I held out my hand to you and as you grasp it I held it tight, pulling you toward us. I released my grip and walked over and shut the door. You were beginning to get down onto your knees as the last of the light faded from the hallway. I walked across the room as you started to kiss her, she didn’t like it, you didn’t care.
You looked at me through the milky white light that was cascading into the room through the window next to me. I said, “Go on.” You pulled your arm back to deliver a hard slap to her flawless face. She screamed. You struck her again until the screaming stopped. I leaned back against the wall to light a cigarette, I watched as the tendrils of smoke lifted up into the darkness above.
I could tell you had entered her from her frantic pleading and crying. She kept telling you it hurt, this only made your hips thrust faster, pushing yourself into her further to the point where you could feel her cervix give way. You were at the point that you are now. Hands around her throat, her broken nails clawing desperately at your hands. It won’t be long now. I snub out the hot box of my cigarette with my high heel before walking behind you.
Her eyes are losing focus, your grip becoming tighter and tighter. I can see her mouth opening and closing like a mute person calling out for a savior that will never come. You reach orgasm just as her head rolls to the side. I put my hand on your back and ask you if that is what you wanted. You look up at me, sweat streaming down your face to say that you were surprised that I told her that you would take her to see her Mommy in Heaven and that she stayed in the room without trying to get away. You also stated that you were surprised you actually went that way with it as you only wanted to feel what a tight pussy would be like.
Before stepping out of the door into the dimly lit hallway I turned to you, smiling I said, “Oh that. Heaven is the name of the bar her Mother is drinking at tonight, certainly it is not my fault you thought she meant the other Heaven.” I see the look on your face and I laugh as I leave you to your guilt.