"What would you do to prove you love me? Would you burn your hand on the oven if I asked you to? Would you suffer for me?
"I'd do anything for you.... Absoluteley anything. You know that.
So here I am once again trying to win back her affection. A pizza box lays un opened on the carpet and the person who delivered it tries to let out a scream through the towel wrapped around his face. He lies beside the pizza box and moans in horror.
"Mmm, mmm." He lets out a muffled moan. He struggles in vain to free himself from his restraints and we both watch as he thrashes about on the floor.
He is quite a small person and looks young. He has the appearance of someone from Iran or Iraq. Definetely of middle east descent. He tries to let out a scream and the more he thrashes about the more frustrated he becomes. He kicks out and spins around and tries to stand up on his feet but the effort involved is too much and he just gives up and rests his head on the carpet.
We listen to his breathing and I watch as Susan kneels beside him. She gently strokes his hair and he flinches as her hands caress his face.
"Such a beautiful boy." She sighs and continues running her hands around his face. Susan looks up and motions me over with her eyes.
"What would you do to prove you love me? Would you kill this man if I asked you to?"
I simply nod my head and move over to our petrified guest. His eyes sense pain and he makes a last attempt to struggle free. I pin him down and sit on his chest then move my hands onto his throat. As my hands tighten I can feel his blood pumping. I apply more and more pressure and tighten my grip.
He lets out a ghasp and makes a gurgling sound and soon the struggling stops and his body goes limp. Susan bends over and kisses his forehead. After a while I loosen my grip when I know he's not breathing and get up off his chest. I stand up and look down over the still figure of a corpse. I have just ended a life. I feel nothing.
Susan screams out and I turn to look at her.
"This isn't the pizza we ordered! Where's the bloody pepperoni?"
I just shrug my shoulders.
"These guys are useless aren't they? I remark. "Do you want me to order another one?"
Susan walks out of the room huffing in disgust.
"Forget pizzas, let's order some Chinese.....
The end.
