I had my arms exposed, everyone could see my tattoos, and they stared. I was at a bar waiting to meet my blind date. I looked down. Maybe it wasn't my tattoos that had people staring. I was wearing a black dress. It only went to mid thigh. The top was sheer, you could see my breast through the black nit. The dress was a wrap style with black nit to my neck. My large breast barley fit into the dress.
I picked up my wine and took a sip looking around . It was a fancy restaurant I definitely didn't fit here.
A man in a expensive suit walked in, 4 men followed him. That was my guy. He looked at me. His eyes raking over my large breast. He smiled and walked to where I was at the bar. He slid into a seat. He wasn't pretty like some men, but he had the ruggadly handsome look going for him. His brown blond hair was swept back from his face. I stared at his brown eyes they were rich like chocolate. " when they said I had a beautiful lady waiting for me. You were not what I pictured." He smarted. I gave him my dumb doll look. "Am I not pretty enough for you?" I pouted. I let tears come to my eyes. My lip wobbled.
He quickly grabbed my hands and looked me in they eyes. "You are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. No woman compares to your beauty." The words rolled from his lips. He had to be a poet. I giggled like a school girl. That's right. Fall into my trap little mouse. He grinned.
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I was in his car as we rode home. I giggled as I sat in his lap. "You are so beautiful." He whispered in my ear. His hand crept up my leg to the edge of my dress. I grabbed his hand and leaned to his ear. "Not where they can hear us."
We walked to his large house. Golden light spilled out when he turned on the lights. He picked me up in a cradle style. He pressed a kiss to my neck. He walked up the grand stair case to his room. It was just like I had pictured it. He set me on the bed. I turned into my stomach. He had his back to me taking off his shirt.
I reached down to my leg. He turned around, his shirt undone so I could see his abs. I let him wrap his arms around me. I brought my arms around his neck. He kissed me down my neck. I brought my hand to his neck. He froze. I dug the knife into his neck. Blood gushed from the wound. I pulled the knife across the front of his neck. A sprawl of blood caressed my dress.
His eyes were wide. I grinned. He fell to the ground. I removed my dress and took a shower. I grabbed a dress from the cabinet he had. It was stocked with dresses. Mine was simple. Blue, an innocent color. I grabbed some jewelry and stalked out of the house. I shut the door behind me and smiled. I walked to the Corvette and hopped in the drivers side. Home sounded good right now. I would report tomorrow.
