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Monday January 4, 2003. The crossroads on the path of life is about to crossbetween Tara Lyman and myself for the last time. Ever since I located whereshe lived and worked, I had made plans on how to kidnap her.

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Her house has a German Shepard that is also part of the same police forceas her husband. No wonder she just got a slap on her wrist after killing myfamily! After realizing that her husband is a police officer I took extra precautionsin planning to kidnap her -- I stayed at a different motel each night payingcash for my room, and I never used my van for the reconnaissance on where shewent and what route she took. I used a different rental car each day of whichI also paid cash.

Tara worked late at the vet's office and she took the same path home dueto construction on a main highway. On Saturday and Sunday I traveled the sameroad that she drove on and came to four crossroads that has a four way stopas well as no homes near the intersection. An extra factor entered into myplans that would help me as well -- a snowstorm watch was issued for Mondaynight.

The snowstorm watch has turned into a snowstorm warning with six to seveninches possible. Previous snowfall has turned the county road into packed snowthat will make an "accident" look more real. The snow started to fall heavilyaround 7 PM and at the vet's office Mrs. Lyman has not yet left. I parked ata nearby grocery store in my van. Fortunately her husband worked the late shiftand will not be there to get her. Finally, she came out of the office and droveoff in her Honda. I followed behind her and moved to a distance of two carlengths of her. My passenger seat was put in a reclined position and I havemy loaded gun with me. I would have no problem in killing her if necessary.

The first two stop signs that were possible "strike zones" had either incomingcars or she took off before I could ram her. However, at the third stop signI was close enough that I literally slid on the ice as I applied my brakes.The re-enforced grill of my van struck that pathetic Honda hard. The forceof the impact shattered her back windshield as her car slid into the ditch.I quickly got out of the van and went to her acting like I was remorseful.Tara, from her stupidity, was out cold! She never wore the seat belt and herhead smashed the windshield causing a starburst crack and a nasty knot aboveher left eye. After removing her keys I pulled her out of the car as well asher purse. My gloved hands prevented any fingerprints. Then lifting her upby her shoulders I dragged Tara to my vans' passenger side and placed her onthe reclined seat. Slamming the passenger door I swiftly got back into my ownseat and drove off. After driving a few miles from the accident I stopped longenough to remove her purple parka and to tie her wrists together as well asher ankles. To add on the sense of fear I also placed duct tape over her eyes.

Tara has black sweat pants on her, as well as a red slip-on maternity blouse.Her body, even with the pregnancy, has a very small frame with very littlemuscle mass. The last time I saw her two months ago she was six and half monthspregnant. Now, her belly was gigantic! She will have her child in my dungeonin front of my two other guests without the benefit of medications. The bigquestion is when will that happen. Since it is her first child the actual deliverytime may be later than expected. Which is fine, as it gives me more time toterrorize her.

Tara started to stir fifteen minutes after I bonded her. The moment shetried to struggle in her binds is when I knew she was fully awake. Soon aftershe asked, "What's going on?" As I drove I played with her hair, "You had acar accident Tara, and you have been kidnapped. Both of your ankles and wristsare tied up." She struggled as I touched the form of her breast, "STOP THAT!WHOEVER YOU ARE, YOU BETTER RELEASE ME BECAUSE MY HUSBAND IS A POLICE OFFICER!YOU'LL BE HUNTED DOWN AS SOON AS THEY FIND OUT THAT I'VE BEEN KIDNAPPED!" Myhand went to the bottom of her blouse and I pulled it to reveal her swollenbelly. Tara tried to push it back down immediately only to have it ripped byme fighting against her attempts, "They won't even know you have been kidnappedat first, Tara. They'll find your car in a ditch without you, your purse, oryour keys during or after the snowstorm. They may assume someone hit your carand ran away, and you may have walked out of your car to get help. Even ifthey do assume that you have been kidnapped there is no way they can find outwho kidnapped you. Just like what happened to your friend Counselor Kira Milesbefore they found her." Tara's face turned toward me and she could only say, "It'syou. You're the one who raped Kira and hurt her!" I verified her assumption.

I felt her child move as I rested my hand one her belly. Tara did not saya word to me as we continued to travel in the snowstorm. However, she prayedto Jesus and begged him to intervene. That bugged me for some reason. I movemy hand down into her sweatpants to force her to stop praying. Her bound handsattempted to stop me as my hand went inside her panties and slid down to herpussy that is pleasantly wet. "Please, stop that! Why did you do that to Kira?Please, don't touch me there!" My hand stayed where it was at even as she closedher legs to prevent me from invading her cavern. I grabbed her pubic hair andtold her that I will answer her questions as long as her legs remain spreadopen. She did what I demanded and I found the soft lips of her vagina and locatedthe clitoris.

"I kidnapped and raped Mrs. Miles to find you Tara. At first, she refusedto give me the information I wanted about you. But, after being tortured andforced to talk, she eventually told me most everything I wanted to know aboutyou! She didn't deserve being released to death so, I made her a vegetableby drowning her and not giving her CPR until the last moment. Her ass was niceand tight to fuck. Just like your body looks good to have sex with." Tara pulledmy hand out of her pants, "IN CASE YOU HAVEN'T NOTICED PERVERT I AM PREGNANT,AND I'M DUE ANYTIME NOW! WHAT GIVES YOU THE RIGHT TO TORTURE KIRA AND TO KIDNAPME!" I kept quiet during the next few minutes. Tara continued, "WELL, GOD DAMNYOU, WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS!" I am in between towns in the country and I pulledover to the side. Slamming the van into park I next grabbed Tara's hair andpulled her up to a sitting position.

"I'LL TELL YOU WHY YOU POOR EXCUSE OF A WIFE! A FEW YEARS AGO I HAD A WIFEWHOM, LIKE YOU, WAS EXPECTING OUR FIRST CHILD! UNFORTUNATELY, A BITCH RAN ASTOP SIGN AND STRUCK MY WIFE'S CAR KILLING HER AND OUR CHILD! IN CASE YOU DON'TREALIZE IT TARA YOU WERE THAT BITCH! I KNEW THAT YOU ARE ALMOST DUE BEFOREI RAMMED YOU, AND YOU ARE GOING TO DELIVER THAT KID WITH ME WATCHING AND ALLBY YOURSELF WITHOUT MEDICATIONS!" I shoved her back down on the chair. Shecried from mostly fear. I removed the duct tape off of her eyes.

I went back to the driving, "I have nothing against your kid Tara. At leastyour newborn child will be dropped off at a hospital in a few months afteryou give birth. But you killed my wife, and since the legal system didn't makeyou pay for it, then you are going to receive my punishment. Just like theother eight women that I raped so far last year. Whether or not you'll endup as Mrs. Miles is something I haven't decided yet." Tara turned her headaway from me and her crying intensified, "Please God help me..." is all thatshe said.

The only sound in the van is my radio set on a country music station. Thedrive home is slow and cautious with the unpleasant road conditions. For thesake of reminding Tara the dilemma that she is in, I played with her breastsas I drove. Each time I tried to pull her blouse up to see her breasts shenaturally stopped me. Since the weather was getting worse I decided to givemy undivided attention to the drive. "When we get to my house Tara your breastswill be exposed one way or another. If you don't want to be hurt then I suggestthat you show me your tits!" I expected she never would and I was right.

During the drive she did do something totally unexpected. She placed andgently squeezed her bound hands onto my right hand. "I understand your anger." Taraspoke to me in a voice that is both compassionate and soft; "I lost my youngersister to a drunk driver over twelve years ago. Like you are now, I was extremelyangry that the bastard got off with a small penalty. He told my father thathe had a personal punishment over the accident by re-living the wreck in hisdreams over and over again. I never believed him.

I made the mistake of running a stop sign and that mistake killed your wife.You feel that you are punishing me by kidnapping me. Maybe you are going torape and kill me, I don't know. I'm sorry! Please, giver me mercy! I wasn'tpaying attention to what I was doing.

I want you to know that I've been having the same personal punishment thatmy sister's killer had. There are nights when I wake up in a cold sweat afterdreaming the same image of me hitting your wife's car over and over again,and when I see them pull her body out. Please, listen to me.

What you have done, and what you'll be doing to me, it will not make youfeel better. It will not bring your wife back from the dead. You will be causingthe exact same pain and anguish that you have felt since your wife died, toother strangers, children of the women you hurt and there families. You reallydon't want to do this to me. I want to help you get past your anger and hurt.Please let me help you."

For a few brief moments she got through to me. I soon realized what sheis attempting to do. I removed her hand and harshly pushed her back down inher seat. "Nice try bitch. You almost got me to think. However, the main pointstill exists. You killed my wife after you deliberately failed to stop. Sinceyou are remorseful from what you have done and have asked for mercy, then Iwill give you mercy for a short time. You have three hours to voluntarily toremove your clothing and fuck me. If, after three hours, you do not removeyour clothes then I will personally rip them off of your body and screw yourpussy!" The only sound that is heard in the car during the next thirty minuteswas the radio and Tara praying out loud.

Her tearful prayers are getting on my nerves. Even after I told her to shutup she continued to pray more loudly. Finding a safe spot to pull over, hermouth is once again closed with duct tape and I angrily pulled her red blouseupward over her shoulders. Her white maternity brassier soon followed as Iripped the material by pulling on it. Her swollen breasts bounced as she fellback after being pulled upward with the bra. Both of her brown nipples andareoles are huge from the pregnancy. Tara cried intensely from the removalof her blouse and underwear. With each spasm of wailing her breasts jiggledthat much more. "Maybe she'll listen to me more often" is what I thought outloud as we continued our trek to my home.

With the worsening road conditions I decided to take the interstate highwayto get us home. Finally I am able to get beyond the snowstorm and the drivingis much better. I kept my speed within the legal limits, as well as followedall traffic laws to prevent getting the attention of the highway patrol. Afterentering the Indiana state line (during the evening twilight) I crossed thepath of a State Police car that is parked in the meridian and had its emergencylights flashing. The first sight of the police car brought the sense of fearinto my body like a rushing wave, and when I noticed the police car pullingout I reached for my handgun and pointed at Tara's head. Her eyes bulged openand she shook her head fearfully. The police car drove passed me. I gave outa slow breath as it pulled over a car in front. The rest of the trip to thehouse was more terrifying to Tara than it was to me.

We made it to my house around 9 PM and I immediately drove inside the garage.After making sure Tara's binds were secured; I went into the house to turnon the lights. The light timer in the bomb shelter will stay on for anotherninety minutes and that would give me enough time to introduce Tara to my pregnantsex slaves. Plus it gives me enough time to ass rape Colleen, who is now fourmonths pregnant, to add more fear to Tara. After returning to the van Tarahad already pulled her maternity shirt back down to cover her nudity. I untiedher ankles without saying anything about the blouse except, "It's 9 PM Taraand, like I told you earlier, you'll have until midnight to have all of yourclothes removed. Otherwise I will remove them and you might get hurt in theprocess." She is dragged out and shoved into the house after I placed her parkaover her shoulders. "Before your clothes do come off Tara there are some girlswho I like to introduce to you. After we go out of the back door we will walkto a bomb shelter entrance. Don't attempt to escape Tara because there is noplace for you to run and you'll lose her child in the process. That is a promiseTara and not a threat."

She walked in front of me as we approached the bomb shelter. My eyes watchedher ass pivot with each step, and I imagined fucking Colleen's nigger ass holethat made my dick long and stiff. As we stopped between the ground entrancedoor and the shelter entrance door, the duct tape that covered Tara's mouthis once again removed. Pressing her against the cement wall with my face nextto her face I warned her not to pray out loud again. Her body trembled fromfear as she wiped her eyes with her hands.

Both Colleen and Rachel stood after they seen us come in. Their belliesare enlarged from my child that is growing within them. I tied Tara's alreadybound wrists to the same bind that held Kira to the ceiling, after which Iwalked to the other girls. "Rachel -- Colleen. I am pleased to introduce toyou Tara Lyman. This is the bitch who killed my wife and unborn child. Sheis also the reason why both of you are here and are impregnated by me. She'llspend most of the time with me in the house." Stopping by Rachel, I gentlysqueezed her growing breasts and kissed her on the neck. Leaving Rachel I walkedslowly over to Colleen whose belly and boobs are both larger since she is onemonth further into the pregnancy. Just like Rachel I played with her (black)breasts and lifted them with my hands as I continued, "She is also due anytimenow and both of you get to watch her give birth without giving her any help.She'll go through the entire process without the benefit of medication. Thesame thing you will be going through when your time arrives."

Without any warning I forced Colleen to bend downward over her bed and usedmy fingers to get her pussy wet. She begged me to stop since I raped her threedays ago. Tara stared at me with disbelieve. My dick was ready for penetratinga pussy and I pulled it out of the unzipped section of my jeans and forcedit into her tight and dry ass hole! Colleen screamed and howled from the intrusioninto her dry anal entrance. It was only the second time that I raped her inthe ass and like the first time three months ago she tried to stop me frompumping my white-man semen into her shit tube. As before she failed, and asbefore I grabbed her hair and pulled her up with my dick still embedded insideher ass hole. My right hand harshly gripped her neck as my left hand pinchedher already sore large black nipples. "Now, for the bad news. Tara may alreadyknow if she is going to have a boy or a girl, but what she doesn't know andwhat you two don't know is that when she does give birth then one of you willdie because I cannot support three sex slaves. I've already decided who isgoing to die if the child is a boy and who is going to die if the child isa girl. That one will die quickly and painlessly. If the child dies duringthe birth then Tara will face an agonizing death soon after giving birth."

Afterwards both Tara and I left the bomb shelter soon after I threw Colleendown on the floor. Tara sat on the couch motionless and silent, with her wristsuntied, for quite a while even after I removed my clothing in front of herat 11:30 PM. All the time I shared many of the digital photo's I took of someof the women that I had raped -- including her good friend Kira Miles. I expectedthat in less than thirty minutes either she will be fighting me as I tear herclothing off or she will be sitting there motionless as her clothes are removed.On the other hand she did surprised me as she removed her red blouse fifteenminutes later, and by midnight Tara stood in front of me fully naked. Her nakednessmade me ready to fuck her "Don't.... don't rape me, please. I'll fuck you righthere and now...just don't hurt my baby!" With a smile I instructed her to choosethe position she prefers to be screwed. Tara climbed on the couch with herass and cunt towards me. Her knees held her up as her hands gripped the backof the couch, and with a small gasp from her my manhood easily slid into herpussy.

My hands gently cradled her huge belly as I gently rocked her body whilefeeling the unborn child move. "Your child is active tonight Tara. PerhapsI can rock him or her to sleep. Any ideal on the sex of the kid?" She toldme that it is a girl, and that information told me who was to die when thechild is born. "Great! Perhaps I can rape her when she becomes sixteen andshow her pictures of you hours before she was born. Damn you feel so good Tara!I can fuck you this way for a long time without reaching my orgasm! I wantyou to tell me how much you love being fucked by me!" At first she mumbledthat she does not like being fucked by me. Yet, after a little persuasion,she acknowledged how much she enjoyed it and how much better I am than herhusband is!

By the first hour of the next day both of us are showering together. Shebegged me not to kill anyone because of her. She even offered her own lifeafter she gives birth to save one of the others. However I reminded her thatshe is needed to nurse her child because the other two are not ready for nursing.Soon after her ankles are tied to my bed using ropes and I wrapped my armsaround her with my hands cupping those marvelous breasts as we lay down tosleep. Before the sunrise I had my "morning rise" and rested the erect manhoodin between her ass cheeks. As I had to go to work in the morning, Tara's wristsare locked to the headboard using handcuffs and her mouth is once again ducttaped to prevent any unwanted noises.

A week has passed since I kidnapped her. Each day she is fucked in her pussy,mouth, and the ass hole. Plus, she is given various chores around the houseto do in the nude. After I returned from work on Wednesday the 14th I checkedon her and seen that she is in considerable pain. As I always did, Tara isreleased so that she could use the restroom. She walked to the toilet withdifficulty. "So, your labor has finally started Tara. At least you do not haveto worry about being fucked by me anytime soon. After you are finished we'llgo to the shelter to await the birth of your little girl. I hope it's a longand hard labor for you!"

I had her wear clothing until we got below into the shelter where she becamenude again. After having Tara sit down on the floor, I handcuffed her wriststo a ceiling chain and set up a video camera to tape the entire show. Racheland Colleen chose there own spots to view and hear the undesirable birth. Bothof them saw me unlock a cabinet and loaded a small caliber handgun. With Taramoaning in the background I reminded the two girls of what will happen whenthe child is born. One shot into the heart -- fast and painless. Four and ahalf-hours later Tara's water broke.

There was little rest for anyone the rest of the night. Tara moaned andeven screamed in agony until way past mid-day. I almost caved in to her beggingfor mercy and something for the pain. Even Colleen felt sorry for her, andbegged me to permit her to at least help her through the delivery. I told herto sit back on her bed and let the bitch suffer. Finally, around 6 PM on the15th her contractions started to get closer and about four hours later throughher screams and the bleeding uterus the crown of the child's head started toleave its mothers body. At that time I forced the two other girls to sit onthe floor facing Tara. She is cursing, cussing and screaming as the child gotpushed through the tearing vagina and at 11:33 PM a newborn baby girl enteredthe world. As soon as the child came out I stepped behind one of the two girlsand pointed the gun at her back, the loud echo of a gunshot startled the newbornand Rachel collapsed onto the floor with a bullet in her heart. Her body jerkeda few minutes before it stopped moving. I told Colleen to check on Tara aftershe put the newborn on Tara's breast.

I helped Colleen carry the new mother to Colleen's own bed. Rachel's bodygot carried to the back of the van. In the morning I called in sick for thesecond day, and I drove the now stiff body back to Kentucky to a State Parknear her mother's home. As I drove towards Kentucky I stopped by a pay phone(using a phone card) and called Tara's husband on his celluar phone. The copwas not available so I left a message letting him know of his newborn daughter,plus I told him that a video tape (after editing) will be dropped off at apre-determined location of proof that she is alive and well. Rachel's bodygot left in a deep (stream-cut) ravine where I knew she would be covered bya growing snowdrift.

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Wednesday February 12, 2003. Tara and her child are both doing well, howeverColleen told me that Tara has a permanent tear on her urethra that may causefuture problems with sex and other children-to-be. Being in the middle of wintermy hunt for women in the open has turned up nothing. I looked through the classifiedads to see if I can perhaps get into a woman's house and rape her there. Isearched for items that women would sell as well as the sound of the voicethat tells me the approximate age. Finally I scouted the homes that the itemswere at. Unfortunately though most of the homes are at a poor location to assaulta woman, however one house was out on the county roads and it is a very expensivehouse. My next sex slave will be a rich upper class bitch.

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The scheduled time to see the antique "grandfather clock" will be in twohours at a large two-story house in a county to the south of my home. As Ido everyday, the three girls were checked up on. Tara was nursing her newbornwho she appropriately named "Rachel". Both of the adult females were securedto chains. "It's about time for me to leave girls and rape a rich bitch southof here. I'll take pictures especially for you Tara since it is your faultthat she is going to be raped." As I left the shelter Tara yelled at me, howeverI ignored everything she had said.

In my oversize parka are ropes; duct tape; a knife; and a gun. Enough merchandiseto assure that my sex object will not escape. Of the ropes I always carriedmore than I need in case there is more than one person. My van had too muchdamage from the collision to Tara's car so I am forced to purchase anotherused pick-up truck. My health is getting worse though. Along with the cancerthat will end my life I have contracted syphilis from one of the girls thatI raped. At least I will give my future victims a gift if they do not becomepregnant.

As with the other planned rapes I visualized how the assault would takeplace. As we look at the clock I will turn and put the gun to her head; shewill be forced to go to a bedroom and kneel next to the bed; after her wristsare tied behind her back and her mouth duct taped she will be thrown face upon the bed; the blouse and brassier will be torn off to build the terror; thebreasts will be "played" with to get my erection started; pants and pantieswill be ripped off; and before penetration her legs will be thrusted up toher chest. I plan to be in and out in under an hour and leave the girl lyingon the bed bound and naked.

Keeping with the security ritual, I made sure that no one saw me go to thehouse. Leaving the keys inside the ignition I made my way to the house. Imaginemy disappointment when a sixteen-year-old boy answered the door. He is an AmericanIndian who is masculine built wearing gray sweatpants and a muscle shirt. Hismother came into the room after I was invited in. A beautiful slender buildwoman in her later thirties or early forties with the complexion of a twentyyear old. She is wearing a three-piece business suit with a beige jacket; blackknee length skirt, and a black front-buttoned blouse. She told her son to getback in studying his biology lesson. "Home schooling?", I asked. She noddedher head. The walls of the house are hung with Indian decorations. As we walkedcloser to the clock I thought on how I can get what I want even with her sonin the house. As she spoke about the clock, the answer came to my mind.

She stopped talking when the barrel of the gun touched her temple. "Scream,and both you and your son are dead." I spoke to her quietly. She is not goingto know that she is going to be raped yet. "I'm going to take a few thingsout of your house after you and your son are tied up. Let's go to your son'sroom and remember what I said about screaming or making a sound." As we walkedmy heart pounded in fear that it is not going to work. However, the line hasbeen crossed and I must complete the assault. Her boy jumped up when he sawus come in the room with a gun to his moms head! The sound of my voice wentup to an angry tone; "Do you want your mom dead? Turn your chair around andsit down; otherwise your mom's brains will be splattered in your room!" Hismom quietly told him to do as I ordered.

I handed the native Indian mom ropes from my coat pocket as well as theduct tape. She tied her son's wrists and covered his mouth with duct tape justas she was ordered to. Now that her son is secured I can go along and havemore fun with her, as she found herself standing in front of her son with mebehind her. The gun is pointed at her son as my hand rests on her shoulder. "Ihad a change of plan injun. Before I rob you of your jewelry and other shit,you are going to be raped in front of your son." I have immediately felt herbody weaken from the one thing that she probably feared worse. Naturally, sheattempted to beg me not to rape her and she told me that her husband wouldbe home soon. Unfortunately for her I already studied her life before I came.I told her that she has been divorced for over seven months as I unbuttonedthe top of her black blouse. Her son got agitated at me as my hand slippedinto her blouse, and his mom tried unsuccessfully to keep her composer as Ireached her left breast and squeezed it. As my hand investigated the soft yetfirm feminine utter I reprimanded her son, "You are the man of the house? Youcan't even protect your mom! I bet you want to see your mom's tits, or evenfeel them yourself. Her breast is soft and firm." Speaking directly to themother I told her to remover her jacket and blouse while facing her son.

She stopped when she got to her blue brassier, but after a nodding withthe handgun, she got the non-verbal cue to remove her bra as well. Steppingcloser to her I moved her shoulder length jet-black hair to look down uponher chest. I am pleasantly surprised when I seen the erect breasts. Her largedark brown nipples centered on the huge dark brown areola, and I could notresist the temptation to tease the naked right nipple. I moved my pelvis nextto her ass so that she could feel my erection. My eyes noticed the growingbulge inside of her son's pants which is exactly as I hoped. "I've noticedthat you like seeing your mommies boobs kid. Let's take a look at what I'mgoing to fuck on the bed! Remove your slacks and panties mommy and show usyour ass and pussy, otherwise I'll do it myself after I smash your face infront of your son!". She apologized to her son as she dropped her slacks/pantiesto the floor. I noticed her covering her breasts with one arm as well as herpussy with her other hand. I released my dick outside the pants to let it probeher tight ass cheeks before ordering her to get down on her hands and kneeswith her ass pointed toward me. The Indian maiden begged me not to rape herass hole as I forced her legs apart.

Her fat pussy tissues are now in my sight. The dark brown folds of the outervaginal lips were dry to the touch of my fingers however I knew that eventuallythey would become wet, and the tense entrance muscles will also soon relaxby the teasing or a forced penetration. "I bet you miss having a man to fuckyou injun. You have a teenage boy who can probably hold his erection longerthan us old bastards. I'll make a deal with you. I won't rape you if you decideto fuck your son in front of me. Not only vaginal sex, but also an oral aswell as an anal sex. If you do all three then I will not rape you." Next Ireached over her and pulled down her boy's pants and briefs. His dick is longerthan mine is and curved. As his mom still did not move I positioned myselfover her with my hands playing with her tits and the head of my dick pressingthe entrance of her pussy. After telling her that she is running out of timeto start deciding the woman spoke up, "You promise not to rape me if I makelove to my son? You are a sick bastard! Please, I'll give him oral sex andI'll take him in my ass. But I am not fixed and I'm near the time when I canget pregnant. Please, I beg you, I don't want to have natural sex with himand take the chance of getting pregnant." I held her tight as I pushed my dickinto her pussy. She gasped a loud, NO! "My milk or your sons milk. You havethe choice." I answered her. "OK, I'll do as you say. I'll fuck my son instead..." Interruptingher mid-sentenced I finished, "...and continue past his orgasm..." Her handgently pulled my dick out of her pussy, "Yes...I...will."

She covered her son's dick with her mouth as I sat on the bed. With herass and pussy pointed towards me I was able to get some very sexy digital pictures.Moving around to the front I took pictures of her boys cock in her mouth. "Makessure you lick it with your tongue mommy. It needs to get as large as possibleas you know." After a few minutes I ordered her to get up and to sit on hersons lap with her back facing him. Grabbing her wrists I told her to graspher sons dick and guide it into her pussy. She just sat there with him insideof her. I spoke to her son, "You know you want to fuck her. Now pump yourselfdeep into her. When she gets off of you I expect to see your semen drippingout of her hole." Neither of them moved yet so I struck his mom's foreheadwith the butt of the gun... "I SAID FUCK HER OR I'LL RAPE HER NOW!" With hismom crying he started to move his hips to pump into her.

She held onto his legs and moved rhythm of with the intercourse betweenmother and son. Her boobs bounced with every thrust as blood from the gun buttwound drip down her face. She gasped, as the thrusts became more intense andfaster. In a short time he held his movement deep in her, and I knew that hedelivered the gift of life to his mom. I ordered the woman to get up slightlyto let his dick slide out of her. Her son's dick was saturated with white semen,and forcing her to use the hand again I had her guide the slimy muscle intoher ass hole. Her faced etched in pain as it entered, and she moved up anddown without me telling her. I moved closer to her and forced my dick intoher mouth to get the dick stronger.

I felt the rush of milk almost ready to come out. The mom was violentlypulled off of her son and thrown over the footboard of his bed. I leaped aroundto the side and dragged her more over the bed and got on top of her. She screamed, "NO.YOU PROMISED!" My closed fist slammed into her face before I grabbed her kickingand thrusting legs. The fight for the pussy was exhilarating as she foughtback hard, but I fought back as well as I smashed my fist into her face andchest. As our bodies fought our two sex organs met each other as I felt thehot, wet, and tacky opening of her pussy. Being already opened from the previousfuck I slid inside her effortlessly. Her legs got pinned by my arms as I forcedthem to spread apart. Her fight has been taken out of her as her eyelids wereswollen closed and her nose and lips bled rapidly. Finishing delivering mysemen was not difficult at all.

Sliding off of her I looked into the kid's closet and was satisfied by theamount of room it has. His mom was pulled off of his bed by her hair and Islammed her headfirst into the closet and closed the door. The mother was cryingloudly in the closet as I approached her very angry son, "You failed to protectyour mom the first time kid. I'm sure your mom did not appreciate that. Don'tmake the mistake again. If you or your mom reports this rape then I will beback. and when I do come back then I WILL MAKE SURE THAT YOU WILL NEVER SEEYOUR MOM ALIVE AGAIN!"

I left the house after forty-five minutes. I second-guessed what I shouldhave done. Maybe I should not have raped this time. Both of them had seen myface. As my engine idled I thought about going in there and killing them, howeverI felt that the mother might not want to report this humiliation. After I gothome I turned on the television to listen to the local news in the county thatI was in. As I listened to the news a suicide/homicide occurred at the housethat I was at. The mother killed her son and then committed suicide. Accordingto police it appears that her own son raped her. I was lucky this time round,but the bad news is that the police will probably located my DNA in the semenduring the autopsy. However, no positive DNA identification of me is on anyrecords.

The girls in the bomb shelter have seen the extra pictures that I took ofthe Indian family. As well as the news report of their deaths. I also videotapedTara in the nude for her to send a message to her husband that includes a videoof me raping her. Too bad there is nothing he could do to protect his wife.

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Friday March 21, 2003. I am getting bored with Tara and Colleen as my prisoners,and it is more than likely that I will not be alive to see the birth of Colleen'sand my child. After the previous days sunset Colleen was brought out of theshelter to the upstairs room and (much to her dismay) forcibly used her forsex. Very late that night I took her to a remote spot in the county where shecould contact her husband using the celluar phone. After a tearful thirty-minuteconversation with her husband I took her back to the house where I left herwith Tara. Tara was fast asleep when we came in and I quietly ordered Colleennot to say a word. Soon after Tara was fighting for her dignity as my cockwas forced into her ass hole. The screams woke her infant daughter from hersleep and her childhood wails joined the unnatural chorus of her mother's cries.The afternoon turned out to be a warm spring day of the week, and it broughtout two joggers at a local county park.

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The county park is on the grounds of a former military base. It has numerousequestrian trails, shooting ranges, as well as other outdoor recreation amenities.Next to the trailhead of the park wildlife path I spotted a lone car parked.It is the only car that I seen in the park and after glancing through its windowI spotted a woman's purse partially hidden under the driver's seat. Double-checkingaround me I did not see or hear any other cars. I left my car parked at anothernearby parking lot and took out a small handgun as well as my digital camera.I also took a pill from a sample of Cialis just in case I do find the girland my dick does not work properly.

The problem with the trail at the nature preserve is that goes in a loop.So I had to try to figure out what direction the girl took. Fortunately, thereare patches of snow un-melted from indirect sunlight and on such a patch wereimpressions of not one but two footprints. Both prints are about the same sizeso perhaps there are two women out there. I walked opposite of their directionon the 3.5-mile trail. I traveled this trail many times before. It is a heavilywooded path with a few seasonal creek beds. The topography is level all theway and the only nearby road is the one where the parking lot is. A half-hourinto the woods I spotted my target through the naked forest, and as I hopedthere are two joggers approaching my direction. Both of them stopped six feetin front of me when they saw the handgun and heard what I said, "Do exactlyas I tell you and you will not be hurt. Otherwise both of you will be shot." Thetaller one has an oval shaped face, thin round glasses for her brown eyes,and shoulder length wavy brown hair, and the second and definitely youngerjogger has a round shaped face with shoulder length brown straight hair. Unlikethe taller and older jogger she did not have glasses to cover her blue eyes.

Both of them got down onto their knees as I ordered them to do so. Afterthey done that I took a photograph of them before I slowly walked around themwith the gun constantly being pointed at them. The young girl turned her headat me slightly, "That is not a good ideal young lady. Keep looking forwardand you may just live to see the sunset." After she turned her head the olderone attempted to throw a bluff, "We are not alone. My husband will be jogginghere as well pretty soon..." I stopped her mid-sentence, "Then you better praythat he doesn't show up. Because if he does then I will arrange a double-murder/suicide,and your husband will have the gun in his hand. You are lying lass. Tryingto get me to run. Because you know that we are the only three out here. Forthat lie both of you will remove your tops and your bra's"

At first neither of them did. The younger one looked at the older one asshe just looked straight on. After a few extra moments of not doing as I toldthem, the fibber's lower spine received a swift and powerful kick from my hikingboot. She fell to the side holding her back and crying in pain. The young girlbent over to comfort her, however she met up with my gun to her face. "I toldboth of you to take off your tops and bra's. You are a few seconds from a swiftkick in the ribs that will probably break one or two. TAKE THEM OFF!" She gavea slight nod with tears streaming from her eyes and pulled her gray sweatshirtupward from the waist. After the sweatshirt came completely off she turnedher back and reluctantly removed her blue sports bra. I noticed she crossedher arms over the top of her chest.

Looking to the other jogger on the ground I noticed that she still has notremoved anything. As she lay buckled I put the gun back in my pocket and grabbedher red sweatshirt from the back and pulled it upward with her hands tryingto stop me. I continued to kick her stomach and ribs until she gave up fighting.As she lay there I ripped off her floral pattern cotton bra. I grabbed herhair and pulled her next to her young friend who consoled her. "Get her backon her knees. If you girls refuse to do as you are told then you will be hurt.You, what is you and your friend's names?" I pressed my finger against theyounger girl's naked back. Her name is Laura, and her work associates nameis Joyce.

After a photograph was taken of their backs I moved around to the otherside. Both were hiding their boobs with their arms, of which they soon putthem to their sides at the suggestion of the gun that I have. Laura's breastsare still erect and firm "B" cup size with medium size dark pink nipples andmatching color areola that covers 33% of the area of her breasts. Near thestart of the cleavage at the upper right hand corner of her right boob is apink birthmark. Plus, her navel has an amethyst colored navel ring embeddedin it.

Her older friend Joyce is showing her age with her drooping breasts. Shehas milky white "A" or perhaps "B" cups. Her flattened large nipples are notpink as her younger friends are but more brown, and the matching color areolaalso cover one third of the breasts area. Plus I could see the forming bruisingon her skin from my onslaught to get her to do what I demanded her. After takinga number of photographs of their motherhood I again moved behind them and startedto ask personal questions. With Joyce being first, she answered the questionsafter receiving more bruising on her back from a flexible young tree stalk.

The 43-year old has been divorced for four years and she has three children,all of which are grown and are in college. Even though she is divorced sheis still sexually active. She gave oral and vaginal sex three days ago andshe has had her tubes tied. However, to the surprise of both Laura, and meshe has also had several lesbian relationships and she wanted to have a sexualrelationship with Laura. Next, I asked Laura the same type of questions withoutany difficulty. She is 20-years old (that same age as Joyce's youngest andlast daughter), unmarried, and still a virgin being a Mormon. Her last periodended about three weeks ago. She is also a bit upset that Joyce has been usingtheir friendship to get sex from her after I asked how she felt after whatJoyce has said.

Joyce stood up and stood in front of the kneeling Laura after I orderedher to. At least she is now following instructions. "Laura, pull down her pantsand panties to her ankles." She done what I said just before a cold breezecame through the leafless forest. Joyce's flat nipples instantly got erectfrom the coldness as well as goose bumps forming all over her from the cold.She stood there shivering from fear, humiliation, and the cold. Her hands movedin front of her pink puffy pussy with an average coat of brown pubic hair. "Moveyour hands to the sides Joyce and spread your legs. Laura, she wanted sex fromyou. So, get on your hands and knees and both lick and kiss that pussy of hers.Make it real wet and loose because I am going to fuck her." Laura turned andlooked at me. This time she was crying more, "What are you going to do to me?Are you going to rape me as well?" I again ordered her to suck Joyce's pussy.As she started to do so my hand burrowed onto the crotch of her pants and Ianswered her question, "Maybe I will, and maybe I won't." After a while I couldtell that Joyce was enjoying the oral teasing of her pussy. "Laura, rape herpussy with your fingers. Then I want you to shove your whole fist into herpussy later on."

I moved around behind Joyce and held her in place. Laura only put her fingersslightly into the pussy. My free hand grabbed Laura's hair as I brought herface upward to me. "Fist rape her Laura, or I will rape your pussy next andgive you all my sperm and semen. Perhaps you have an egg in your tubes nowwaiting for them? Force your fist into her, NOW!" The intrusion was not botheringher as much as I hoped, so I had Laura stand up with her fist still in thelesbian's womanhood. "Teach her a lesson Laura. Suck her nipples and then biteinto them. I want to hear Joyce cry in pain." One hand cupped the left breastand I smiled as Laura's mouth covered the right breast and after I told Laurato bite the nipple Joyce jumped in pain. But the fun did not end there as Imoved my hand off of her breast and pulled out my hardened cock and pressedit against her back. The fingers then found there way in between her butt cheeksand into the tight ass hole. Joyce tried to stop my fingers going more deepinto that tight hole. "That is enough Laura. Get back on your knees and pulldown the rest of your clothing." She stared at me shaking her head all thetime. A second command for her to do it did not bring any results. Which istoo bad for Joyce as the butt of my gun struck her head that caused her tocollapse and lose consciousness.

With Joyce out of the way temporary I put my attention on Laura who is cryingto her god to stop me. Either her god did not care, or her god did not listento her because she soon had me on top of her with my hand covering her mouthas we fought over her pants and panties. After getting angry by her refusalto permit me to get into her pussy I struck across her face with my hand numeroustimes until her resistance surrendered. I got up and pulled off the rest ofher clothing before I got my camera to take an image of her bushy pussy. Myanger still burned as I forcibly pulled her legs apart to take pictures ofthe opened cave. Grabbing her right hand I pressed her long fingers into herown entrance and forced her to rub the outer regions until she was able toenter it easily. Finally, after kneeling over her I forced her to grab my cockand to guide it into her pussy. The scene is captured in my digital camera.

Her face showed the displeasure of my dick going into her. She matched myhip movements with hers as my hand held her throat tightly and I seen the agonyon her face when she felt the rushing of semen into her. The Cialis pill keptmy erection as I put all my weight on her and continued to do a slow fuckingmotion into her. Glancing to the side I noticed that Joyce was trying to move.Before getting off of the young ex-virgin I expected her to follow my nextinstruction, "Unless you want to be raped in your ass hole you will keep yourlegs open Laura." Joyce soon found herself being dragged over to Laura andonto her knees. She is clearly shaken by the previous onslaught by me and hasvery little fight in her. She took my dick into her mouth with some hesitationand I pushed it in all the way to her throat to the point of gagging as onehand continued to gently play with her left boob. Joyce quickly moved her faceaway from my dick as she threw-up the contents of her stomach. Blood was includedwith the internal bodily fluids. I held onto Joyce's hair, "You wanted to havesex with Laura? There she is on the ground all naked for you. As you can seeher pussy is very messy and smelly now from my personal semen and I think thatyou should clean her pussy and hair off with your tongue." Before either girlhad a chance to react Joyce's face is forced down onto Laura's motherhood.Laura started to scoot away however I was able to grab her legs and hold her.Eventually I had Joyce hold her legs and she started to lap the hair and foldsof the young woman's vagina. I walked around taking various pictures of thegirls with more pictures on the visible sexual organs.

All the while I kept my dick hard and soon after both girls were constrainedI easily pushed it into Joyce's pussy and gently rocked into her, "Keep holdingon to Laura. If you cannot get what you want by the girl then you have to rapethem. Go ahead and put your fist into her if you want or finger her. You knowthat you want that young body. You can imagine that she is your own daughter!" Asshe got used to me fucking her pussy she never expected that I would pull itout and go into her ass hole. She struggled as I raped the virgin ass. Themedication for the dick kept it up as I drove deep and hard into Joyce holdingon to the hair on her skull.

I left the girls alive in the woods. Their brassiere's are used to bindtheir wrists to tree trunks and their panties are shoved into their mouths.I watched from a hidden location to see the girls come out and get to theircar. After about thirty minutes I saw them. Both were arguing at each otherand Laura went into the driver's seat locking Joyce out. "I guess you do notlike the lesbian, Laura. I do not blame you." I said quietly out loud.

As Laura drove away she through out Joyce's purse, and the lesbian startedto walk alone on the desolated road. Joyce never saw what my car looked likeand at first she was happy to see a car pull over to her hitchhiking thumbuntil she saw the driver. Joyce started to run and I ran the car into her.The dazed lesbian screamed as I dragged her into the car. Her nude body wasdumped in the Salamonie State Forest after raping her two more times in thecar. Her life ended after I fired three bullets into her while the barrel ofthe gun was inside her pussy. A fitting end for a lesbian. On the other handLaura never reported the rape because I mailed her some of the digital photographsof her being raped and I promised that they would be on the web if she reportsthe rape.

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Monday April 14, 2003. Since the last two rapes I have done I had virtuallyno energy to do anything due to the medication I was taking. Instead of rapingTara I found more enjoyment just talking to her. We spent hours of talking.Each time she tried to reason with me to release her, the child, and Colleen.I know my time is nearing an end. I chose to kidnap one more person. A youngnurse at the doctor's office that I go to. Each month that I saw my physicianI spied on the petite brown haired girl, and I watched when she left and whatvehicle she took. After I left that afternoon I went to a motel and checkedin. That evening after 8:00 PM I was hiding in the back of her van. I deliberatelyquit taking that medication to get more energy back, plus I also took someCialis to make sure I have the final erection that I need.

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The dome lamp in the van is switched in the "off" position after I steppedin. The idiot nurse forgot to check if all the doors were locked. Using a blanketshe had thrown on the back seat I covered my body and waited. At 8:15 PM thedoor opened and my last victim slid into her seat and we were on the road inless than a minute as she played loud heavy metal on her radio/CD player. Iknew the city well enough where I could visualize the roads she is taking.I soon realized that we are out of town and I figured that she would be comingup to a stop sign. My estimate is correct and as soon as she stopped I gotup and pressed a knife blade against her neck, "Put the van in park and keepyour hands on the steering wheel." With the van parked I got to the front seat.

The nurse, in her green work clothes, turned and faced me after I turnedon the dome light. She instantly recognized who I was and started to talk tome. I knew if I let her talk then I would become more "human" and show mercy, "SHUTUP!" She did not listen to me and started to try to talk some sense into me.The palm of my left hand struck her face with all my might, "I TOLD YOU TOSHUT UP. TURN LEFT AND GO WHERE I TELL YOU TO GO OR I WILL SLICE YOUR THROATIN HALF!" She placed her hand on the reddened side of the face and realizedthat I meant what I said for she put the van in drive and turned to the left.I turned off the dome light once again. She cried as she drove slowly throughthe dark and lonely roads. I directed her to drive to a hunting area that isdark and had no other vehicles. There I had her to park and turn off the engine.The nurse sat in her seat trembling and spoke softly, "Whatever you are goingto do to me Mark then do it. But I going to tell you...I love you, but Jesusloves you a lot more." For a moment I stopped thinking about raping her, butI wanted to fuck her good and hard. I had to get her talk about something else.I found out that she has recently married before she started to talk aboutJesus again. I located duct tape in the van earlier and used the tape to closethat mouth once and for all!

After closing her mouth I brought the knife to the front of her throat withmy left hand. My right hand went to one of the breast forms on her uniformto, during the entire time I told her if she resisted then her husband willnot see her alive. After making the nipple firm my free hand unbuttoned twoof the center buttons of her work uniform and slid into between the uniformand the skin gliding to as well as under the brassier. Her face pointed upwardas I continued to feel the soft skin of her young breast. Taking my hand outof her brassier I grabbed the lining of the unbuttoned center and pulled onit to rip off the remaining buttons. Switching the dome light back on I seenher full floral patterned brassier. Now, she is taking heavy breaths as myfaced moved closer to her brassier covered torso. She started to cry as I gentlykissed her cleavage, and at the same time my knife moved from her throat tothe left bra strap to cut it and then over to the right side to do the same. "Asyou probably have figured out Mrs. Newlywed bride you are going to be raped",I guaranteed her, "You can try to fight me if you wish but I wouldn't adviseit. Think about how your husband would feel if he finds out that you have beenraped? It would be far better for the both of you if you do not try to fightme." The blade of the knife moved down to the center of the bra and slicedthrough it. The two "A" size cups gently slid off of her breasts.

Her left hand grabbed the armrest and clenched it tightly, and at the sametime her head shook vigorously with her tear soaked eyes closed tightly. Hersmall breasts has pink nipples that form a peak on smaller mounds, and surroundingthe feminine mountains are a plateau of pink areola covering a quarter of herbreasts. Soon both breasts are completely covered by one of my hands or mymouth. After a few minutes of suckling and teasing I lifted my head to watchher expression as my right hand moved downward past her naval and into herslacks and panties. She screamed under the duct tape as my hand ran into pubichair that is not soft and smooth but hard and bristly, then I felt warm dampnessas it forced itself in between her legs. I pulled my hand out to verify myassumption that she is in her "period". After seeing my bloody finger I smiledat her, "Hey at least you got some good news out of this rape. You won't getpregnant from me fucking you." She tried at first to stop me as I forced herpants down to her knees, but she soon realized that fighting me would be invain. " I ordered you out here to fuck you and that is what I am going to do.The big question is what are you planning to do. You can do one of three things-- craw to the seat behind us and lay down with your legs wide open; you canslide on top of my lap and guide my dick into your pussy; or you can do nothingexcept either fight me or do not fight me as I get on top of you one way oranother -- and you have less than two minutes to decide."

My eyes glanced at her panel clock to watch the time, however I did nothave to wait too long as the nurse pushed her pants off completely and movedto the seat behind us. After she lay down on the seat she voluntary spreadher thighs apart and then she covered her naked chest with the blouse. As shewaited she closed her eyes. She did not have to wait long for me as I leftmy jeans on and pulled the very erect penis out of the zipper slit on my pants.The Cialis has made my manhood very long and large that made it perfect toviolate her. As I got over her I again removed the covering on top of her breastsand bent downward to suckle her like a newborn child. Soon I moved my bodyupward and used my hand to guide the dick to the edge of the bloody hole. Herhole, being already saturated with blood, is extremely easy to slide into.The medication I had not only caused problems with my dick (of which Cialishas taken care of), but it also affected my prostate gland and that took muchlonger than usual to force her to take my semen. The long effort helped createfogged windows, and after finishing her I climbed over into the front seatand pulled her pants back to her. I waited for her to get dressed and orderedher to sit up where I bound her wrists with her the remains of her brassierand pushed her back down on the seat before I gave her the freedom to talkby removing the duct tape off of her mouth. After that was all done I movedinto the driver's seat and hit the road once again.

She asked me what I was going to do to her. For the first time I had noanswer. "I am tired of killing, and my life is almost over with, as you probablyknow. I will release you before sunrise with two other girls whom I have incarceratedat my house." She remained quiet for a few minutes. However, she started totalk to me and I could not help but listen to her. I told her of all the rapesthat I had done during the past year and why I decided to rape -- after all,why should I be quiet now. The girls that I tortured and murdered, and theones that are being held against their will. Then she told me that I rapedchildren of God and how I felt about that. Before I answered I had to pullover due to an increasing amount of pain from the cancer. After it subsidedI continued the trek to my home, "If Tara did not kill my wife then thingswould have been different. If Tara was more punished... then who knows? Marieknew more of God than I did. He permitted her and our unborn child to die,just like he permitted you and other woman to be raped and sometimes killed.So, tell me what sort of God is that?" I spoke in a monotone. She answeredalmost immediately, "The kind of God who completely understands all types ofpain, and a type of God who loves you so much that he wants to forgive youand forget anything that you have done." I did not believe her, and she sensedmy disbelieve but she continued to talk.

We spoke about my late wife's believes as I drove to my house. I did notwant to take the chance of the nurse's van being spotted so I parked behindthe house. My body collapsed from another bout of extreme pain and blood saturatedvomit. I knew that I would be dead before sunrise and I wanted to die at acertain location. I moved the nurse to my own van that is still inside thegarage. "You are not going to die today." I assured her. "The time is of mywar is over and the prisoners must be free. Only one last duty to perform." Iwent to the bomb shelter first and met the two women and one baby girl. Bothof the women became frightened as I opened up the natural gas lines. As thegas started to fill the ex-bomb shelter I released there locks and guided bothof them upstairs. Once to the van the two naked girls were also secured toprevent any escape. Going back into my house I picked up my late wife's petcat. The cat purred as I petted its head and I spoke out loud, "Marie. Helpme. God would never forgive me what I've done." As I looked through our houseone last time I came across my late wife's bible and read the passages thatit was open on. The passages spoke of forgiveness.

I took the cat out to the van and went back inside to open up all the gaslines I could find. The furnace thermostat was turned down slightly to fivedegree's cooler than the room was. Both Tara's and Colleen's cell phones werewith me, and as soon as the garage door opened up I drove out with the threegirls bound in the back. I drove as pain started to get worse. I though aboutthe passages that I read and asked the nurse more about the forgiveness thatthe bible told about. After driving a few miles we all heard the thunderingsound of two explosions that I had no doubt came from my house. I continuedto drive even as emergency vehicles drove past me, and I finally reached theplace I wanted to go to. The van slowly moved to the furthest road where Istopped near the gravestone of my wife. The pain was almost unbearable andmy vision was slowly going. I turned around to the girls one last time, "Iam sorry for what I have done to all of you. You were right Tara; it doesn'tkill the anguish. Colleen, please don't kill the baby because of me. Give itto someone else if you do not want it." My cat came to me as if it knew ofmy anguish and pain; "You have given me more joy than you will know Caleb.I could not let you die in the house. Please Tara, I ask that you would findhim a good home. Your phones are on the front seat here." Unfortunately, Tarapromised me that she would put my cat to sleep. I went back to them and loosenedthe binds to the nurse. "Go on. Get them out of here and leave me to die nextto my wife."

I stepped out of the van and felt the cold air. The stars shined brightlyabove me as I stumbled to Marie's grave stone. My eyesight failed as the vantook off. "I am so sorry honey. Please forgive me for all that I had done.I miss you so much." My tears and shaking voice joined the silence of the woods.Soon though a new sound of footsteps approached me, and sound of a loud andvery familiar purr is with it. "Marie cannot decide if you will be forgivenMark. It is Jesus himself." The voice that spoke to me so gently is that ofthe nurse. "If Marie is in heaven then you still have the chance to once againmeet her. Jesus does love you Mark and he very much wants you to come to heaven.All you have to do is ask him for his forgiveness." The cat jumped on my lapand my hand went to it to pet it. I continued spoke to the nurse and I hearddistant sirens in the background. My body felt cold and I cried out loud toGod and Jesus as I heard sirens become more loudly in the far distance. Aftera whole year I felt more love that I felt when my wife was alive. The lastthing I heard was my cat purring and I felt my body collapse back onto thecold granite stone.