Your killer phone sex fantasies remain safe with me. As your dirty accomplice, I keep all your secrets. Lord knows, I have a few of my own. So, I would consider myself a hypocrite if I judged you because you want to snuff out your wife or your mistress. My accomplice duties include all sorts of things. And they are not limited to helping you fuck a jailbait whore either.
When Jesse approached me, he seemed hesitant to tell me what he needed. It was like pulling teeth to get him to admit he wanted his wife killed for the insurance money. Now, I have learned a few things in the past few years playing with a deadly crowd. The husband will always be the prime suspect especially if he profits significantly from the death of his wife.
But this is why I am a good accomplice. My connections to the seedy underbelly of this world give me insight. As much as he wanted to kill his cunt of a wife, I could not let him do that. I had to be the one to do it, so he could have an airtight alibi. How this sort of murder for hire goes wrong is that the person hiring the contract killer gets some local lowlife who does it for cheap and is too stupid to cover his tracts.
I Love Being the Accomplice Who Kills For You
You make me your accomplice. I have no criminal record, so my prints and DNA do not appear in any system. I have no ties to the victim or the police’s number one suspect. Plus, I never leave evidence behind. I killed his wife. And I made it look like a home invasion phone sex plot gone awry. I strangled her with a rope. An old rope I found in a junkyard, not purchased. All my accessories were found items.
I even put a rubber on a dildo and fucked her rough to make it look like an assault occurred too. Timing is everything when planning a murder. My client’s neighborhood lives in fear because of a string of home robberies. I studied the previous crimes to make it similar. Sure no one had been murdered yet, but then no one had been home or awake at the time of the previous home invasions.
I enjoyed killing this prissy stuck-up bitch. And I made it hurt. She knew her husband hired me, but I played dumb. She put up a fight, but never got my DNA on her. Her husband was 600 miles away golfing with his buddies. No way he did the crime. Another happy client. So, who can I kill for you? I am the perfect accomplice phone sex partner.