Jill The Ripper Novels & Stories

“I swear, if that asshole tries to lick my belly button one more fucking time, I’m going to fucking rip his head off with my thighs. And he’s not budging on information, either. I tried to get him to tell me what his plans are for the weekend, but he just lied and said he’s playing poker. If I could just get something useful out of this dipshit—either a decent orgasm or some information—I’d at least feel like my efforts were worthwhile, but I’m getting nothing.” “I’m sorry. I promise, I’ve given up any hope on these dreams going away now, so going forward I will focus on getting information out of him.” My transgression forgiven, we finish our breakfast and head out to the Skank Mobile. As w

"No, I mean yes¡ I mean no I don't want you to stay like that¡ yes, I do want to see you naked. Jill turned away from him and hooking her thumbs in her panties, she slid the transparent bikini's over her hips and down her legs, bending over as she reached her ankles. As she stood bent over Tim was treated to a full view of her beautiful shaped ass and tucked between her legs, her glistening clamshell pussy now slightly opened with lust. Tim gasped with pleasure. Unable to believe this was his mother showing him her naked ass and pussy. With no hesitation, Jill took the top off the tube of jelly. "Come here," she said. Tim took the two steps to move within inches of her. "Hold out your hand."

Then, she told every last detail of the incident. “Fifth Junior saw you coming out of Shochiku’s room last night, so I suspect that Shochiku tried to seduce Big Brother...” “I called her out with an excuse and slapped her with a whip.” “I ordered Seventh Junior to defile her, but I didn’t expect her to jump into Witch River...” Jill revealed everything. By then, all the fellow disciples of Hygieia Valley were stunned. Never did they expect that everything told by Jill was fake.

She'd need to take some of the tip money she made last night and eventually buy some new clothes when she got the opportunity. Jill grabbed a pair of jeans and slipped them on. They were tight, but they weren't awful. They certainly highlighted her bottom and thin legs. She grabbed a shirt and slipped it over heard and down her stomach. It was also rather tight, v cut at the chest which showed ample cleavage. She looked at herself and rolled her eyes. At least she'd have the men's attention tonight. More attention, more tips. That was her thought process anyway. She tried to do her hair the best she could, but without any hair accessories, she finally gave up and put it into a messy bun on t

This is what I really hate about Jill. She knows better than anyone else. It’s like she already memorized the manner how I behave whenever there was something wrong. Just like right now. She noticed that I now seemed to be on good terms with Bullet. No one noticed it, even Jack and Shane. Only her. I bet Jill is going to be a perfect fit for an investigator job more specifically those personnel who interrogate criminals. “That’s all?” Jill asked more and I wish for all the heavens above for her to just stop interrogating me because I am not a criminal. I am her friend… best first for the most!

“What?” Jill let out a dark chuckle, turning slightly as she prepared to leave. “You heard me, Fred Hart. I orchestrated your meeting. But when it was time for her to take your money and disappear… she fell for you instead. I hated her for it. But I’ve forgiven her now. And to pay me back… well, she’ll just have to start her life all over again.” “You’re bluffing,” Fred muttered. Jill smirked devilishly. “After all these years, you really think she wouldn’t try to make it up to me after killing her sister?” She paused, glancing over her shoulder. “I’ll be back. But don’t underestimate me. After all… she is my daughter.”

She glanced over at Kaileeh, who was staring at Rian. “Is there a lake nearby?” Jillie asked, now looking at me. I nodded. “You didn’t lose it. You just didn’t follow the rain.” “What?” Garret asked. “It was a Wendigo,” she said. “A Wendigo?” Rian asked. “Yep.” “What makes you think that, Doll?” Mason asked.

They were also closely looking out at the funeral homes. “Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen. Can I borrow Ms. Lily for a minute?” A man in his thirties, who was wearing a black leather jacket paired with black pants, initiated as they blocked their way. “Oh, just in case…” the man rushed as he grabbed his identification card to show them. He’s Jillian May, a detective.

"You might not believe me, but Jill purposely did all of this. At a point, she threatened me, and told me that she'd get my husband by all means." "What?" Her voice was low and weaker. "Does it mean that she indirectly took your husband just like I took Aiden from Shanice?" I sniffed, and turned to her. "Yes. She did that. She's also a criminal. An adulteress. Was it my fault that I had to work most of the time? Was it? She only made my husband send me away from my home, taking advantage of the fact that I was always busy with work." "Oh. I'm so sorry for you then. I guess you'll be fine anytime soon."

, she says her hands extend into claws. "You don't have it in you to, even if you do it do you think Simon will let you go after you hurt his grandchild my child is a Vanclavik, even though he may not like me he will not forgive you", " Yeah, hurt her and you're done!", Jill says and stands behind me. " Yes I'm soon to be the mother to the child after all", " Like I'd let that happen", I scoff.