Posted by guzo on July 11, 2001 at 02:44:05:
this is a fiction. not good ;-(
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[Sophie]
No!...no..never! I've never f**ked her...in that shed. Oh, yes, I've done before..er..in a hotel, Sam's hotel, I was just picked up ..yes, ssssir...I, I, I picked her up on the street only once and we went down to Sam's hotel to have a nice evening...you know...When? er...errrr...a month ago..on wednesday, 'cause I was off duty on that day...errrr...yes. She told me her name..yes, Sophie was her name...yes, she had long blond hair ..and eyes were blue...yes, errr... had a nice curved nose and big bright eyes...but errr...a kinky girl she was.....had sweet and hot lips...good blowing job, well....well..sure? was she only s**teen? wow! Jesus! no..no..I never knew how old she was...yes, sir..we just spent a happy night, you know...and...I've never seen her since.... now..may I ask you a question, sir? Was she...killed? Ah.....She was killed!...only s**teen...wow!...killed and raped..er...And who did it? You suspect.....me!? no..no..No jokin', sir..I've never f**ked tiny ladies! NEVER!!
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When I went down to the river to draw up my net...it was almost two o'clock in the midnight..the eels don't rise the river before midnight...before the tide turns...The eels have been hard to please recently. When I was young like you, I could catch them in ten basckets or more and could get much money, yeah, could often frequent the red light district at that time...well, almost fifty years ago...good days, ha ha!...good'nd oldays....eh? no, I didn't hear any screamin'...I was on the river until the next morning...er..very beautiful red dawn it was...When I was six, I was taken to the Braidon bridge with my grandfather...It was the first time for me to see the big big sun rising above the North Sea...eh? Yes, it's me, young dude...I found the dead girl caught in my nets...she was, yeah..she was covered with mud..and naughty eels sprang out ...of her..her...cccrotch..ha! ha! I called the police...No, I just called the cops...That girl was already dead...she drown herself in the river...oh? she was killed? Poor thing....and was raped? ......No...I think...the eels did it...No, I don't understand your..your scientific? crime detection?...but, I saw them with my eyes! The eels have very strong desires....When I was only a boy, I was taken to the Downs, I saw the eels were.....
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Obviously, Sophie Moe was our student. Here is her files. She was admitted to our school two years ago. Yes. Her father is a french and he moved here from Paris with his family. I just met her mother only once, because unfortunately her mother died after Sophie entered. She was a very smart student and was liked by all the teachers and the girls in this school. Yes. Our school is well-known as one of the girl's schools that are by tradition strict in our discipline. So..I DO NOT think Sophie had a kind of so called boyfriends. We forbid our students to have a ..dating. Yes. No dating. Girls should spent their time to get more experiences they really need in the youth. I cannot belive this terrible murder. This is a kind of hateful happenings. No, I don't mean this case brings dishonour on our school, however, I regret not having taken better care of poor Sophie. She was a girl who gets lonely easily. Her blue eyes sometimes saw something in her inner mind that we could not share at all. To tell the truth, I, I cannot say that I could understand her enough. And I never can understand the reason why she was...walking on such a dangerous second street in that evening.
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I saw this girl talking with a tall man on that corner...yes, over there. She was deadly drunk and the man tried to kiss her. She was unwilling to kiss, but a...tall man tried again and again and he suddenly started to chew her out. I heard her yells...but.....I thought they were just really into some..their squabble, you know..And they turned the corner...She had a big box wrapped with pretty paper, ..yes, it looked like a kind of birthday present. the tall man? He looked like.....this is only my random guess, he looked like her father...yes. Her father. Because this girl called him, dad...yes, I heard her voice, she called him so...Dad. But I DON'T think he was her father, I just mean he looked so. The tall man was too young...and a little brutal person I think..
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Sophie? yes, I know ...Smart was she? errrrrrrr.......yes, she was. Smart and...some...mysterious. She was a friend of mine, a class mate. We used to talk away in the DEADBEAT, which was our favorite club...yes, we sometimes went down there ...Of course! We told the teachers we need to study in the city-library...to prepare for the next reports or so-so....and, we changed our skirts and...stockings and.... did our faces and ear rings and...you know,....in a lady's room in the library. The DEADBEAT was a funny jungle place...We saw a lot of peculiar men....and Sophie got to know Jack there. Yes, Jack was his name...No, I don't.....I don't know him well....He is an artist, may be....He said he felt like painting Sophie's portrait and once showed us his works, some color slides, you know, and........I felt a little....errr...they were some bizare paintings, you know....a sort of porn photos, you can see on the net....but Sophie was interested in his strange slides...and she said to him, "O.K. you can paint me some day"....yes. She said so...that was her way to say something. I'm afraid she was a...she was a funny girl with some..funny, eccentric ideas...so sometimes I felt she was hard to get along with...I could not realize her true wishs.
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dear my shirley,
i just read your e-mail.
i said you were wrong in mark's, you remember ? but i must say i'm sorry.
I've had enough of that man's tricks!
last night i went to his basement to see his other works, which were nice videos with
heavily noisy b.g.m; that was a sort of metal machine music.
he said i was too cute to paint as his works and tried to make me up as his model.
he tried to stick a thin stone in my mouth and told me not to move as if i was a dead.
he also blindfolded me smiling very happily and gently,
so that i did not find what he had with his hands. it was a video camera.
he told me not to move again and said to me " just like a dead! please!"
i think it was his some excitative play to feel something a little bizare.
what do you think about his " just like a dead! please!" ??
he was getting some ropes and chains ready and said,"don't move, or i must tie you up".
he put a knife on my cheek, neck, shoulder,breast and my thigh.
he whispered me the cold knife was heating up with my body temperature.
and.the end.
he stopped his play smiling gently again and took a gag stone out my mouth,
saying " it's enough for me today. how do you feel?" he laughed as i said "i'm full".
i'll go and see him again. on next saturday or monday.
so i can tell you about our next meeting. don't miss it!
ciao!
********Sophie Moe********
smoe-sp@jun2.com.uk
**i'm prepared for the worst!**
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that's all. ciao!