Killer phone sex fun is a given with me. I am a sick bitch with a creative mind. Double trouble is my nickname. My sick world began when I was a little girl. I was sort of the Wednesday Addams of the neighborhood, then grew into the female Ted Bundy. I have never been caught because I am not a crime of passion bitch. I’m OCD about planning my kills. Even as a goth teen babysitter, I was methodical. My babysitting days are behind me. Turns out there are very few brats I like. Most of them are annoying little twat waffles. Whiny, germy, self entitled brats that waste time and energy. One summer, I spent babysitting in the Hamptons. I know what you are thinking. And you are correct. I didn’t fit in and I hated them all. But, my mother was a nanny to a very wealthy family and I went along to help out one summer. The brat in our care was actually pretty cool as far as brats go. Of course she had me as an influence for years. She was friends with this blonde, blue eyed bad seed. Little twat I am sure from the day she was yanked out of her momma’s cunt. Well she made the mistake of stealing from my little brat, bullying her and spreading rumors. Her mother’s way to deal with the devil’s spawn was simply to sever ties. My way was to sever her head.
So, I taught my brat a few moves to render the little twat incapacitated. While playing dolls, my fed up little charge smashed the bad seed’s head against the wall. She got a little carried away, crushed her skull. Eyes popped out of her head, blood splattered everywhere. I had planned to just stuff her little unconscious body in a cooler and give her a burial at sea, which still happened, just had a lot of clean up to do first. I was impressed that my charge had so much strength and anger to bash her nemesis’s head in like she did. I was a proud babysitter that day. There was a lot of blood and sinew to clean up, but it was a teachable moment on crime scene clean up. When the little twat came up missing, no one suspected me or my angelic charge. Not with all the brat molesters in the area. Let’s just say I have kept tabs on my former charge and she has done most excellent work in ridding the Hamptons of its summer trash over the years. I take pride in my tutelage. I can help you become a seasoned killer too. From young to old, I know how to get away with murder.
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