When I opened the door we fell into each others arms. I inhaled, taking in his smell. The aroma that was almost as much a part of me as my own scent.
I shook my head to reinforce my statement but all I could see in my minds eye was the image of Jack hitching up my skirt, lifting me on to the wooden kitchen table, removing my panties and giving me the most wonderful head I’d ever experienced.
Who would have thought all this would happen to timid little Ellie? Fiction Relay Part 16 ~ Letting go of Susie ~ I had no idea what to say to the police. My mind was actually a blank page waiting for someone to write the next part of the story…
This all happened slowly. So his obsessions seemed to creep up on me. It didn’t really hit me what had been going on until, well, until the week before I left.
Collapsing on the sofa I picked up a newspaper little Sis must have brought with her; The Daily Herald. The rag was folded on page seven where there was a piece about Clive.
I wasn’t physically hurt. Just shocked and shaken. I needed to be sedated. It’s not every day you discover your first boyfriend is the most notorious serial killer still at large.