I stared into the mirror, putting on a last touch of makeup; once that was done, I took a step back and gave myself the once over. Everything I was wearing I had specially chosen to catch the male eye, from my dress that showed off plenty of leg and chest to my make up everything I was wearing said: “Hey, I’m here to have a good time.”
This was perfect for me because I had plans tonight to catch a certain man’s eye, and I would have hated it if I got all dressed up for nothing. I drove to my destination, a nightclub. I had been going to this particular nightclub for the past two weeks. I find places like this an excellent place to people watch, and if I’m lucky, maybe find a man that will catch my interest.
Two weeks ago, I saw such a man; his name was Carl West, and from what I saw as I observed him, he would be just perfect for me. Still, I did not just go right up to him and strike up a conversation. No, I spent the two weeks watching and taking notes of what kind of women he seemed to go for and how I could be more like them.
Finally, the night had arrived for me to meet Carl West. I walked into the night club and was hit by the loud music; it almost made me want to cover my ears. Why do places like this think that it is okay to deafen their patrons?
After I get used to the loud music, I look around for the man I had come to find, and I was in luck he was here sitting at the bar and luckily for me, he was all alone. I walked over to the bar and sat next to him, making sure my dress showed plenty of leg. Perfect, I have his attention.
“Excuse me; my name is Carl West.” He said politely, holding out his hand.
“Please to meet you; my name is Sarah Andersen,” I said just as politely.
“May I buy you a drink?” He asked me.
“Thank you, that would be nice,” I said.
“So, what’s your pleasure?”
I pretended to think it over.
“I would like to have what you are having.”
He smiled and ordered two gin and tonics. I find that men are much more friendly when they think you like the same things they do.
“I don’t believe I have ever seen you in here before.” He said while we sipped our drinks.
“Oh, you may have, but I’m not very noticeable.”
“Are you kidding? With your body and blonde hair, there is no way I would have missed you.”
I laugh and gently touch his arm.
“You are just too sweet, okay, the truth of the matter is I have always wanted to come inside for a while now, but I always felt I was too young.”
“Too young, what are you nineteen or twenty.”
I smiled at him and whispered, “Somewhere around there.”
He smiled and looked at me like I was a piece of prime beef, which was just perfect.
“Well, since this is your first time here, I feel it is my responsibility to show you the very best time you can have.”
“And what to do you have in mind?”
He just smiled and stood up. He reached into his pocket and pulled out some money for the bartender; he then held out his hand to me. I took it, and he led me onto the dance floor. I must say, as we moved around the dance floor, that Carl West had excellent skills.
I could feel his hands all over my body, especially my rear and chest, but then again, I already knew about his dance moves from all the time I watched him with those girls, and now here I was experiencing it first-hand. After we were done dancing, he led me to an empty table and ordered us some more gin and tonics, and once again, he was following the usual routine if all goes to plan after a few more drinks, we should be leaving, and then the real fun will begin.
“What are you thinking about?” he asked.
“Oh, just how much fun I am having here with you.”
“Hey, if there’s one thing, I know how to do is how to show a pretty lady a good time.”
“And have you shown many ladies a good time?” I asked.
“I have entertained more than my fair share.”
“Then I’m glad I’m here with a man who has some experience.”
“Oh, babe, just you wait until later tonight. I will show you just how much experience I have.”
“I can hardly wait, and by the way, I too want to show you just what I can do.”
His smile became even more prominent.
“Is it something naughty?”
“Please, a girl has to have her secrets, but I will say that it is something you will never forget.”
“I knew the moment you sat next to me at the bar that you were the right girl for me.”
If only he knew how hard I worked to become the right girl for him.
“And I also know you are the right guy for me.”
“Have you always had such good taste?”
“Let’s just say you fit all my criteria for a man I would love to spend some alone time with.”
He leaned forward and whispered to me.
“Let’s leave and continue our fun elsewhere.”
This was the moment I was waiting for a chance to get out of this loud, crowded nightclub and get him somewhere where we can be by ourselves, and I can have some real fun.
“Okay.” I agreed.
With that, he paid for the drinks, and we left the night club; once outside, he pulled out his phone.
“Who are you calling?” I asked.
“I’m calling for a cab.”
“Oh, don’t bother with that. I have my own car; besides, we won’t be able to have as nearly as much fun in the back seat of a cab.”
He put his phone away.
“Okay, then lead the way to your car.”
We walked our way out onto the parking lot, and soon we were in the car I had driven there.
“Nice car.”
“Yeah, it gets me where I want to go.”
“Most girls I know don’t usually drive such big cars.”
“Well, I like a car with a big trunk. I find it helps me with my business.”
We both got into the car. I started the engine, pulled out of the parking space, and were soon out onto the street. Carl sure didn’t waste any time as he moved his hand up and down my bare thigh.
“Don’t you know it is dangerous to distract the driver?” I asked in a flirty tone.
“Well, maybe I like to live dangerously,” he said.
“Yeah, and just how dangerous do you like to live?”
“Maybe, later on, I’ll show you how dangerous I can be.”
“Oh, should I be scared of you right now?”
That he did not answer, he just shrugged his shoulders and went back to rubbing my thigh. After thirty minutes of driving, we were soon out into the wide-open country, and given the lateness of the hour, we were the only car out on the road. This suited me just fine, less chance of somebody coming upon us and interrupting my fun. I pulled the car into a small, secluded spot and parked the car.
“Well, here we are all alone,” said, Carl.
“Yes,” I said.
“Probably nobody around for miles.”
“Yes, are you going somewhere with this?” I asked.
“Just letting you know that you have chosen a good spot because I love my privacy.”
And with that, he wasted no time, he grabbed the sides of my head and pulled my face to his, and we were soon kissing, and I have to admit that he was not a bad kisser, and I even allowed myself to enjoy it for a few moments. But when he lets go of my face and tried to squeeze my breast, I realized it was time to get down to business.
“Wait,” I said, pulling away from him.
“Oh, what’s the matter, babe? Am I going too fast for you?” he asked.
“Now, Carl, no man will ever be too fast for me, but I want to give you a surprise before we get to the fun.”
“A surprise, is it something I will like?” He asked.
“Well, I can guarantee you have never had a surprise like this one.”
“Well, now I’m really curious to find out what this surprise is.”
“Okay, well, first, I need you to close your eyes.”
“And what are you going to do while my eyes are closed?” He asked.
“That is part of the surprise. Now close those eyes.”
He closed them, and I reached out and began to touch his face moving my hands around his head very slowly until I had one hand on his chin and the other on the back of his head.
“Okay, my eyes are closed, and you are touching my head; what comes next?”
“Now comes your surprise.”
And with that, I gave his head a hard twist, there is a loud crack as his neck breaks, and he slumps down dead. I pushed him away from me, and he flops back.
“How’s that for a surprise?” I asked the now corpse of Carl West.
I got out of the car and stretched. I always feel good after a kill. Two weeks ago, when I spotted Carl West at that nightclub feeling up an underaged girl, I knew I would kill him. The two weeks I spent watching him only confirmed that fact as I watched him get girl after girl all teenagers drunk, and to take advantage of them, he was the worst kind of predator using his looks and charm to lure these young girls.
Well, now he was dead, and he probably thought when he saw me, I would just be another notch on his belt. Okay, enough wasting time. I still had a job to do. I got back into the car and popped the trunk. I then got out of the car and walked to the trunk. I opened it and pulled out a tarp.
I spread the tarp out and laid it on the ground next to the car’s passenger side. I opened the passenger door, and Carl West fell out of the car and onto the tarp. I grabbed him by the wrist and dragged him to one side of the tarp; I then proceeded to roll him up into the tarp.
After that, I picked him up the tarp, and luckily for me, I have a lot of practice moving dead bodies. I put Carl West into the trunk and closed the lid. After that was done, I got back into the car, started the engine, and was soon back on the road. All in all, I would say this was a perfect night. I got rid of a dangerous predator, and soon his body will disappear where nobody will find it.
Then I see the flashing red and blue lights of the police car behind me.
“Damn,” I cursed.
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