Posted by The Black Knight on April 25, 2000 at 10:36:50:
Number 2 yanked a slender brunette to her feet. She hand long very light brown hair, light blue eyes, and a warm friendly smile which she tried to use on these hardened killers. Her white blouse and red sheath skirt hugged her slender body like a second skin. Her name was Whitney.
"Look, I can pay you whatever you want, just let me walk out the door." Whitney said confidently.
"Say, isn't that the rich bitch you wouldn't let me plug this morning?" number 3 asked.
"Yeah she looked good in that red swimsuit, and would have probably looked pretty good doing a dead man's float in her private pool." number 2 said.
Whitney smiled a little.
"Now you can kill her." number 1 said.
Whitney jerked as she felt a knife plunge into her trim belly just above the top of her skirt. A look of shock and agony covered her face as the knife was slowly moved upward with a sawing motion, literally cutting her belly open.
"I can pay...I can...Whitney stammered as the knife was eased out just under her sternum.
She closed her eyes and arched her back as she felt a warm surge in her abdomen.
"Hulllhhh!" Whitney spat as her guts fell with a wet splat between her feet.
She fell over her own bowels spitting up blood.
"I still think she would have looked better in the pool." number 3 said as he lifted a raven haired beauty to her feet.
Kim stood there trembling in fear, her white blouse showing her enormous bosom heaving in gasps, and her red shorts shorts leaving very little to the imagination, especially since Kim had lost control of her bladder when Carolyn had been hit.
"How old are you?" he asked.
"18." Kim answered.
"Big girl for only 18, about to burst at the seams." he commented.
Kim had always considered being so well endowed a good thing, and loved the attention that it got her, up until she looked down at a silencer pointed at her right breast.
"Go ahead, I know I'm going to get it in the tits, I mean you plugged Laura there and she wasn't nearly as big as I am." Kim said.
Thip. Thip. Thip. Thip. Thip. Kim jerked back and her eyes closed tightly as bullets cut a straight line across her chest, ripping her lungs and heart to shreds. She fell without a word and her big brown eyes blank.
"A lot of well endowed girls at this school." number 1 said as he motioned for Kristi to stand with his gun.
Kristi wasn't very tall, but wasn't short either. She had long straight golden blonde hair, big blue eyes, and a cute smile that made her look younger than she was. She wore tight jeans and a skin tight green blouse. As she stood staring down the barrel of the gun she waited her fate with a stern look on her face, trying to conceal the fear swelling in her gut and her heavy gasps of fear. While her beautiful face concealed her gasps, her blouse did not. It showed her belly jerking in and out rapidly and steadily.
"You're an asynchronis breather." he commented.
"Yeah, so what." Kristi said.
He put his gun away and walked around behind Kristi.
"That particular habit saved you from the pain of feeling bullets hit those big tits of yours." he said.
"That could be good or bad." Kristi said sarcastically.
"We shall see." he said.