A Killer's Grin
by: michael g.
She begged for it...cried at me...so I sucked on her mouth, a french kiss with penetration.
her insides wanted to make love to my brains. it wanted to wrap itself in my warm, pulsating grey matter. that tool of destruction was a beautiful match for my mind.
soul mates. yes, we were definitely meant to be together.
people think I'm depressed or crazy, but the truth is, I'm sitting here because I can't wait any longer to solve the greatest mystery of mankind.
with this gun in your mouth, you can't frown. but you can damn well give a huge smile for the world to see. a killer's grin.
and then I start laughing in anticipation, choking on my tears, coughing up what feels like my soul.
you guys'll never know how good it feels biting down onto the cold metal. it's such a sexual feeling, giving oral sex to a pistol.
true finality comes only when it shoots its load.
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©2001 -mg-
