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Justice part 2

  • pullin708
  • Sep 17
  • 2 min read

Chri finished in the kitchen, washed up and squared away all the dishes of the day. As he turned off the light he sighed his life if you could call it that was prity shit, had been since he’d broken up with Sam what was it 5 years now. He’d tried and failed to get her back, he’d tried to find someone else but his heart wasn’t in it, but! Then one night scanning aimlessly through social media he found Jenna and she was gorgeous, long blonde hair big eyes lush lips and a figure to die for, she was only 24 and the best bit was she was happy to talk with him, his age 47 didn’t bother her. They would talk for a couple hours a night, she’d sent him some great pics, tight tops and jeans with a cheeky smile or wink. She had even sent some underwear pics and a striptease video. She’d asked him for help and he’d been happy to send her money, especially after she’d said she’d be with him in a shot if they’d lived in the same country, Chris was from the uk and Jenna from USA… and so they would chat and he’d pay for more pics and videos, he couldn’t help it he was lonely……

Elsewhere

The shadows watched, listened, saw

Helen AkA Jenna typing away at her computer, talking to at least three men at once, she’d send pics and videos to each while saying just the right thing to have them open their wallets. The shadow saw the overweight 31 year old woman shaved head just grinning at the screen as she played with the souls of the lonely. Enough was enough the strike came in the shape knitting needles, one in each eye and same for her ears, but it was the 3 ltrs of bleach down her throat that killed her. The shadows blended into the walls and left the room silent, someone would find it dead in a few days……. Maybe.

 
 
 

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