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Ever since I shattered that guys collar bone I've been trying to get that same rush over and over again with no results. Ive tried skydiving, bungee jumping, rock climbing and a half dozen other things that are suppose to give you a rush but they all seem to fall short. It finally got to the point to where it was affecting my job.

"John come in. John can you hear me? DAMNIT JOHN PICK UP YOUR FUCKING RADIO AND TELL ME HOW MUCH TIME WE HAVE LEFT!!!!"

Oh fuck, radio radio radio there it is. "From the look of things it's game over Tom." SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT!!! GET YOUR HEAD ON STRAIGHT FOR FUCK SAKE YOU CANT LOSE IT AT WORK!!!!

"ok john you have never been this shit at reffing since you started doing this job so what the hell is the deal man?"

"I dont know what it is because its not like im stressed or anything it just seems like my heads in a different place and i cant concentrate for some reason."

"Well get it together cause I dont want one of my best refs going off the deep end on me all right."

"ill take care of it and get my head in the game by next week one way or another."

Just a simple nod was his reply and thats all that was needed. I soon found out when you know what you need and cant get it your job becomes really difficult. So by the time we had to clean up and get out of there i was starting to become a little unglued at that point. The high point was that it took us so long by the time i got home it would be getting dark and time for a nice long walk.

It didnt happen the first few nights but finally I got "lucky" and once again heard the satisfying sound of a cry for help. I got there so quick it kinda surprised me a great deal. Luckily they didnt hear me so i was able to asses the situation properly.

What I saw was (to my eyes) was one of the ten wonders of the world, a Miracle, the messiah or God himself telling me the meaning of life. I was finally getting what I craved and longed for. Pure, justified violence. She gets saved, I get my fix and my life will hopefully get back to normal.

I quick glance told me all I needed to know. It was you average dead end alleyway. Garbage, drugs and everything in the middle "nicely" put on both sides. But thank the heavens there were two of them. The scruffy hoodie wearing "gangster" dumbass type. The girl would have been cuter if she wasn't terrified or had mud in random places. Not like it really mattered because what did matter is one had a gun the other a knife.

"This is going be so much fun!" That one sentence was what truly told me that I was becoming rationally unhinged. I wasn't going to go on a random murder spree like others probably would though because that's just stupid. "I'll figure it out tomorrow."

What I failed to realize until it was to late that I was already walking to them. When I finally realized it that heavenly thrill came back in full force. One step turned into two. Three turned into four. Four into a jog! Five into a run! And what happened next was the most beautiful sight I've seen to date. Blade in hand I didn't simply slice the man with the guns throat. I put weight into the hit and dug in as far I could, watching as his blood sprayed out of his body bathed in the moonlight.

I wished the other mans death would be just as beautiful as the first. But alas, I wanted to rip my blade from the guys throat so I could see what it would look like and see if it was just as gorgeous as the first spray of his blood. The man with the knife was just going to have to have an eye destroyed and his skull caved in. Maybe not as beautiful, but it got the job done.

"Ha. Haha. Hahahahaha!" I couldn't stop it if I wanted to. I just kept laughing as I walked to the first guy and ripped my blade from his throat. This wasn't the kind of laugh an insane person would do. No this laugh conveyed pure joy. And it kept going till I got our of the alley. Thankfully I didn't crash like the first time. More like I walked home with a spring in my step.

"Fun fun for everyone blood sprayed out with the man with the gun! Fun fun can't you see a skull caved in done with brutal glee." Singing passed the time till I got home and went to bed, refreshed and feeling like I could take on the world.

Naturally once I woke up and turned on the news was talking about it like I just shot the president. "Oh well, as long as I'm not caught I don't really give a shit. Besides they totally deserved to die. But I should probably think of some rules when I go do that. No rest for the wicked it seems."

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PAT By MichelleA Edited By Holly Logan As we prepare to renew our marriage vows, I can't help but remember the past. Pat and I have been married now for ten years. During that time we have been through many trials and tribulations. I first remember seeing Pat during our high school sophomore year. My first impressions were of a tall awkward loner that had recently had their teenage growth spurt. However, different classes, with the same circle of non-friends kept us apart. From a...

Pat Chapter Three Pat jumps to a conclusion

Pat and I were away for the weekend. We settled in our hotel room, and I told Pat I wouldn't mind a nap. Pat wasn't tired because she had slept a good chunk of the drive."Okay, you have a rest, and I will have a look around," Pat said after kissing me on the forehead.I made myself comfortable on the bed while Pat freshened up and fell asleep before she left.When I woke I couldn't believe it, I had slept for nearly two hours. I slithered off the bed and splashed cold water on my face.Back in the...

Pat meets Peter part 1

Since our visit to Sam's, Pat has become more relaxed when it comes to not wearing a bra. At home, she almost never wears one, taking it off as soon as she walks through the door. Even in public, she is more relaxed without one.As for me, I'm enjoying the attention she is receiving from men's eyes. Knowing that they are admiring my wife's breasts, and more often than not her erect nipples.It excites me, as much as it does Pat.Dave, her lover, hasn't seen her since we got back from Sam's. Pat...

Pat Revisited Part One

It was time to revisit my seventy-three-year-old ex.On the way down, I stopped for a coffee and a bite to eat. I checked my phone for messages. There was one, a photograph of a nice ass in white cotton panties. Not Pat's.When I reached Pat's door, I was an hour late, and Pat made sure I knew. "Where the fuck have you been?" I could see her nipples pushing against her thin sweater, so I clamped the right one between my thumb and finger."Fuck me, that hurts," Pat squealed.I used Pat's nipple to...

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