Murder He Wrote (Part 6)

Murder He Wrote (Part 6)

Tracy’s at the door 

Long coat on

Bra and thong

6 inch heels…

Pearls around her neck…

Man she on…

She rang the bell… DING DONG!

Mitch answered…

She said “hello handsome”

Mitch was looking at her like…

Damn girl…

Pearls stopping right between her breasts

Coat cut to show her flesh

Coat belt around her waist.

Just right to show her legs…

That she just freshly shaved…

Looking flawless by the face

No makeup has to save…

Anyway…

Mitch said “What up Tracy? Girl you looking real fine… I was just talking about you. You gone live a long time.”

She said “Mitch I had to come over. I’m madly in love with you. How about a date? RIGHT NOW! I wanna talk to you”

Mitch was really shocked, confused, and excited at the same time.

The author comes to the door.

And even he has to say damn she fine.

But he’s still tryin to figure out how they both are still alive.

Tracy asked Mitch to go for a ride.

And asked him to drive…

They leave the house

The author shakes his head still tryin to figure it out…

But doesn’t has a clue.

All the while, it’s cuz Mitch wrote I love you .

But he decides not to dwell on it.

Cuz he knows he’ll figure it…

So it’s back to the agenda…

Poor Brenda

He feels inclined to kill her.

Why?

He doesn’t remember… 

See Brenda is the reason he and his ex broke up.

His first love…

Her name’s…

Amora…

Spanish girl from Honduras.

He was gonna marry her.

He also has plans for her.

But Brenda’s first…

With the pen in his hand he began…

To write…

Time to tie up these loose ends… And that’s just what I’ma do… Brenda (Lighting strikes) it’s over for you. I break into her house she’s on the couch… watching re-runs of the TV show “Rosanne” MAAN! She should kill herself for that. Anyway I creep through the back. Planning my attack. WHAT THE FUCK! A big ass rat. Damn she still don’t clean up. House probably filled with rodents. You know what… I got an idea. Hopefully this works… she get’s up to go to the bathroom. So I hide in the back room… that’s next to… it… damn… she’s taking a long time to piss… now she’s flushing the toilet… not even washing her hands. She begins to walk out. I ambush her. Before she can scream, I cover her mouth. SHUT THE FUCK UP! It’s time to get ducked… taped that is… I reach for a chair out the kitchen and now I’m wrapping her in it… Now you sit there and Listen.  Since you went to my first love snitching… I’ma treat you like the rat that you are… I grab a block of cheese and cover her from her head to her feet… then I cut her to make sure she bleeds… then I search her house for a nest.  BINGO the basement. Filled with rats. SAY GIRL! YOU NASTY YEA! ALL THESE DAMN RATS! So I find some clothes that seems to be covered in piss… Im going back upstairs, I get to her, and I’m rubbing her body with it. I saw this on the Discovery Channel. Rat urine carries certain pheromones. That attract other rats… with her being covered in cheese and piss from the rats. They are sure to attack. And just as I suspected the rat I first saw begins to climb on to her. Now more exit the basement. She’s jumping in the chair shaking… she falls over. Now she’s face to face with bout five  rodents… they start to chew at her eyes before she’s able to close them. Now I’m gonna leave to let the rats feast… The Obituary reads… Rest in Pieces… Brenda (Lighting Strikes Again)

Damn…

Brenda is now dead…

It’s not from rats but she fell down the stairs in her basement.

Trying to get rid of her rodent problem…

She had traps she had been meaning to set.

But the author sentenced her to death.

So it wouldn’t have mattered even if she watched her step…

The author laid down to rest cuz he knew she was indeed deceased.

Meanwhile driving the streets of Atlanta

Mitch and Tracy are on their way to have a date.

Tracy told him to drive to her place…

And started to feel below his waist.

He tried to tell her stop you gonna kill us…

Then she reached for his zipper…

TO BE CONTINUED…

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