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”Is it going to bother you if I’m naked?” She asked with a twinkle in her eye. “Not at all” I flirted with her. “Good. I never go into the sauna with clothes on. It’s already hot enough without adding all the extra.“ ”I’ve never even used it.” She looked shocked like I had just admitted to a hit and run. “You what?” “You heard me right; I’ve never been in it. I just come here to work out and relax.” “Oh honey, you don’t know the meaning of relaxation if you haven’t been in the sauna. You sweat off all of your stress and it’s good for your body.” I could think of a few things that would be good for my body and it had nothing to do with the sauna. It would involve sweating though. She smiled at me as if reading my thoughts and suddenly my face flushed with embarrassment. “Sorry I drifted off there for a moment.” ”It looked like it must have been pretty intense.” There was that twinkle again. Was she flirting with me? ”I was just thinking about you naked.” I laughed. “Well think all you want because you’re about to see it.” And with that she pulled her top over her head. I don’t know if she did it slowly on purpose or not, but my mouth dropped open as the sports bra held on to the bottom of her breasts. They bounced when they released. Her nipples were large and a dark pink color. Much to my surprise they were pierced. She caught me staring and came closer. “Wanna see up close so you can read them?” My mouth was dry so I nodded. She came even closer and I could see there was writing on each of the balls connecting the barbell. I couldn’t help but laugh when I read it. “Lick me?” She smiled at me. “It’s one of my favorite things so I made sure anyone who was close enough to me would know.” I thought she would move after showing me but she stayed where she was, tits still close to my face. Unable to control myself, I reached out and touched one. Upon realizing what I had done, I snatched back quickly. “I’m sorry, I don’t know what came over me.” ”No problem. Let’s finish up so we can go get sweaty.” There was that look again. I was pretty sure she was flirting with me now. She turned away and I watched as she slowly bent over and pulled down her leggings. She had no panties on underneath and her ass was perfect. I wanted to bury my face in it as well. Now that I thought of it, I wanted to lick her everywhere. She looked absolutely delicious and I wanted her to sit on my face. Realizing she was finished and I was still dressed, I quickly snatched my clothes off before she could turn back around. I had just pulled my bra off when she did. Her eyes shot up in surprise. ”Wow.” And she turned and walked into the sauna with me following her like a puppy. We sat down side by side on the wooden seats. There was nobody else in there with us; apparently it wasn’t as popular as the pool. I felt her staring at me and I turned towards her. “You have nice tits.” She told me making no effort to look away from them. “Yours aren’t too bad either.” “You know, I’ve never been attracted to a woman, but there’s something intriguing about you.” She was looking me in the eyes now. “Oh really? What’s that?” My heart was racing and my breathing was becoming erratic. “I don’t quite know.” She leaned forward and licked my lower lip slowly. Unable to control myself, and not wanting to, I grabbed her by the back of her head and kissed her deeply. Urgently, I caressed my tongue against hers when I felt her reach over and cup my breast I inhaled sharply, surprised by her touching me even though her tongue was in my mouth. Suddenly she stopped.“Here we go” announced Leslie as she came back holding two rolls of trash bags, one in each hand. Pulling away from each other, we each held a hand out as Leslie distributed them among the three of us.“These are the good ones” she told me as she shook hers open. “Smell how good they smell.”We all stood there sniffing the trash bags, inhaling the goodness of them before we began our grueling job that lay before us. Almost as if we were postponing it.“Ok that’s enough” she said finally “let’s get this show on the road.”Bending down, we each held our bag open and began picking up pieces and scooping sliminess into the bag. John really hadn’t made this easy on any of us. Once again I felt angry at him. Still with the bullshit. “This isn’t nearly as bad as I expected it to be” Sierra said calmly as she picked up what appeared to be some intestines. I watched as she stared intently at them before placing them into her bag.“Well I’m glad it’s better for you. You had us worried for a l
“Poor girl. She’s apparently taking it pretty hard.” “Yeah I guess she’s traumatized from watching him on tumble like he was in a dryer.”I was in rare form today. Something about this whole situation brought out another side of me that I didn’t even know existed. Or maybe I was just twisted the whole time and it was slowly easing its way out into my jokes.To my surprise, Leslie laughed. “I imagine it did have to be a bit rough seeing that. I didn’t exactly love us finding him like that.” Leaning down, she moved some hair from his eyes.“He did have a nice face.” She said to no one in particular. “That mouth though.”I nodded still holding the chainsaw. I moved it around a bit to get her attention and she got the picture. Stepping back, I started it up again. This time I didn’t stop until I had him sectioned off nicely. It was a good thing we had the tarp; this was messier than any of the movies I had ever watched. I turned to look at Leslie and she was sitting on the floor, Sier
She glared at me but didn’t respond. Grabbing John’s body, we all drug him the best that we could over to the tarp. Once we had him there, I got on top of the tarp and pulled his body over while Leslie and Sierra pushed it. Once he was exactly in the middle of it, we stopped. “Now then, that wasn’t so hard was it?” I asked. They both looked at me like I was crazy but nodded anyway. “So who wants to do the honors?” I asked picking up the mini chainsaw.Leslie’s eyes widened in horror and Sierra whined. They both looked at me with pleading eyes, begging me to do it so that they didn’t have to.“I guess me” I answered my own question and crunk up the tiny but powerful body destroyer.I didn’t really know what to expect since I had never dismembered someone before, but the blade went through his arm like butter. There was a couple of moments with the bone that I thought was a little rough, but still effective. I looked over at the other two to see how they were handling it and I saw Si
Looking over at me, Leslie rolled her hands and pinched the bridge of her nose.“Sierra” she paused and waited for Sierra to look over at her. “Sierra” she began again, “did you ever maybe think that just maybe, this bothers me a little bit more than you do?”Sierra just looked at her through wet eyelashes not seeming to grasp what was being said to her.Leslie breathed out slowly and annoyed.“He.Was.My.Husband.” She said enunciating each word so that she could get her point across. “You were the mistress not the wife.”Realization finally dawned on her and Sierra stopped sniveling long enough to apologize. “Leslie I’m so sorry. I guess I didn’t take your feelings into consideration. I mean, did you even love him?”She looked completely innocent as she asked and I almost felt sorry for her. Almost. Her incessant crying was getting on my damn nerves and there was only so much sympathy I could dish out for one person.Leslie looked at her incredulously. “He was my husband; I did love
The three of us watched with bated breath as it flew into the air momentarily and came down solidly halfway down. We heard as it cracked and then eventually broke apart leaving its pieces everywhere. A few pieces made their way down to John but it still looked wrong to me.“Well?” Leslie looked at us eyes wide “what do y’all think?”“I think it looks great.” Sierra said hesitantly. “Looks like he tripped and fell.”Leslie turned to me. I could feel my mouth turning down. This was the kind of setup that got people thrown in jail.“I think it looks like shit.” I said flatly. When neither of them spoke, I continued.“Do you really think that they don’t have people trained to investigate crime scenes? They do reenactments too but theirs are of a more technical nature.”“But how could they tell?” Sierra whined now sitting down halfway down the stairs.I glared at her. Clearly the elevator was not going all the way to the top here.“Sierra think about it.. they can literally tell from wher
After it was decided that we would use the plants to set the stage, we all set off through the house to find them.“We need at least five” Leslie told us. “They need to be staggered to look realistic.”I wanted to roll my eyes and tell her that this plan was not going to work the way that they thought it would but I had already been vetoed.Going through the house alone felt strange to me; seeing all of their shared memories of smiling pictures and valentines bears made it all seem so surreal. Sierra had killed Leslie’s husband and she was taking it much better than I would’ve anticipated.Finding an obnoxious sized plant in a large vase, I grabbed it and took it to the staircase. I found that Leslie and Sierra had already placed two others. They were both gone on their search for others so I decided to wait for them to get back.Looking down at John, I noticed the mark on his face from my slap. That didn’t look good for someone that fell. “You know you had that coming” I told him as







