Path to Our Future part 9 - Sex Stories

Path to Our Future part 9

... not from Taylor but more voices around me, things like ‘stop, wait, alright, please’. I hear them but responding to them is another thing as I have my hands wrapped around Taylor’s skinny little neck and watch the colors in his face change. “Guy STOP,” I hear as I’m pulled off of Taylor. Matty and Gwen have me up and by the arms as they point me towards Rachael, my sweet Rachael who is sitting up and a little shocked but fine. I want to scramble to her but I hear snickering and turn my attention back towards Taylor. “Better luck… next time,” He actually giggles trying to crawl with a good arm to his gun. I slip from my women’s grasp and put myself over Taylor’s back standing and grab the hair on the back of his head and pull up. He struggles for a bit with his good arm but not long, I place my free hand under his chin and with a quick twist and a snap break Taylor’s neck. I let him fall, his body, to the dirt in the front yard while everyone starts to freak out. I’m in a daze as parents, police, and paramedics have descended on my family and our home. Everyone is going on about what happened and when I’m put in handcuffs and placed in a cop car does shit really fly loose. In the haste of the situation we had no less than five different neighbors watch as I broke Taylor’s neck and while he had a weapon at the start he was basically defenseless when I killed him. I am processed, not the first time mind you, but processed and left in room for questioning. Two detectives enter, ...

... they were the nice suits, and I settle in for the long haul. “Mr. Donnelly it appears this isn’t the first time you’ve been questioned by the authorities so let’s just go over the basics of what happened shall we,” The male and possibly Asian detective says as I calmly look up at him. “Lawyer,” is all I have to say. “Mr. Donnelly we understand your rights but we have witnesses that show the shooter was defenseless when you killed him, cooperate now and we’ll work on a good deal with the DA’s office,” the female black detective tells me and I simply change from looking at the man to the woman. “Lawyer,” I repeat and both of them sigh in disgust. “Very well if you don’t want to cooperate we’ll play hard ball and you can graduate from the inside of a cell,” the Asian detective informs me as they leave. I’m back in my cell and I wait for about a day before I see a familiar face and body, 5’11” in high heels and a suit that screams lawyer, Kelsea arrives at my cell with a soft briefcase in her hand and a smile on her face. Her normally flowing brown hair is done very conservatively as she has me ushered into a room so we can speak privately. “Well for someone looking at a murder charge you seem well,” She tells me smiling as we sit down. “My god you are still the predator,” I reply smiling back. “That I am and it pisses off my opponents to no end, and I have them now because of you. On a serious note I’ve read everything on the flight up here and the good news is we have a solid ...