Posted by Stephanie on January 11, 2004 at 15:35:56:
Stephanie left her mother-in-law's house and took the short fifteen minute drive to the home of her brother-in-law, Jeff. Stephanie pulled two throwing knives and their sheaths out of her coat pocket and clipped them on her belt on either side. Stephanie took Pat's key ring out of the ignition and smiled.
"Pat had a key to everyone's house it seemed. I wonder how many people knew just how untrustworthy he was." said Stephanie.
Stephanie opened the front door of Jeff's house and walked in.
"Steph, what are you doing here?" asked Jeff from the top of stairs just opposite the door.
Jeff was taller and slimmer than Pat and dressed in a tight white button down shirt and jeans his slim body looked even thinner. Stephanie pushed her coat back and drew both of the throwing knives. With one quick motion she threw the knives up the short flight of stairs. She heard two solid thumps and smiled. Jeff grunted and his hands flashed to his belly. His teeth were clenched and his eyes closed tightly as he bent slight with both knives stuck to the hilt in his belly. He bent over in pain and over balanced himself. Stephanie stepped back when she heard him crashing down the stairs. He rolled to the bottom of the stairs and lay on his back, the knives almost pushed all the way through his body. His head was tilted at an uncomfortably odd angle and his eyes were wide and blank. Obvious Jeff had broken his neck on his way down the stairs.
"Awwhh, that was too quick. Maybe Martha can be more entertaining." said Stephanie as she stepped on Jeff's belly to get up to the first step.
Stephanie drew her gun as she went up the stairs. Just as she reached the top Martha, Jeff's wife came out of the bathroom. She hadn't even heard Jeff fall. Martha was short; just an inch taller than Stephanie; with thick shoulder length black hair, blue eyes, and a goofy grin. Her purple blouse was far too tight for her rotund body and her jeans looked like they were about to pop any moment. Stephanie leveled the silencer on Martha's pot belly and smiled.
"Put it away Steph I'm not in the mood to play games right now and Jeff is here." said Martha.
"Oh he won't mind." said Stephanie with a smile.
Stephanie walked up to Martha and lifted the bottom of her blouse. Martha gasped as Stephanie put the silencer directly in her navel. Pfft.
"Steph!" gasped Martha.
"Now there's that dumbfounded look again, why do people always do that when I plug them in the belly?" asked Stephanie.
Martha staggered back slightly with pain registering on her face. She pulled back and slapped Stephanie across her right cheek, knocking the tiny woman off her feet.
"You bitch!" grunted Martha as she stumbled to the head of the stairs.
Stephanie lay her hand on her cheek with a look of surprise, then rage filled her pretty blue eyes.
"You shouldn't have hit me. No one else hit me." said Stephanie angrily.
Pfft. Pfft. Pfft. Pfft. Martha shrieked as bullets stitched a straight line across her big tits. The impact not only shook her boobs like a belly dancer, but knocked her back over the first step. She tumbled down the stairs and landed bent back across Jeff. Stephanie walked down the stairs still grumbling over the slap, not that it hurt anymore just that Martha had the gall to do it. The fall had also broken Martha's neck, but she had been dead before she began to fall.
"This day is not turning out as I planned, but in the end they wind up dead anyway." said Stephanie consoling herself.
She gave Martha swift kick in the ribs before leaving the house.