March 9, 2011
In Lust For a Killer
There was a gold trimmed medicine cabinet across from her she realized as she slowly opened her eyes. Since when had her best-friend remodeled his bathroom.? She blinked, then she remembered. Someone was after her. Someone wanted her dead. It was that damn taxi cab driver. It had to have been. There was no other explanation. No one she knew wanted her dead. And the last thing she remembered was him lying on top of her as someone stood outside of the bathroom door. She also remembered how she felt when he'd covered his body with hers. Oh god, she was in lust for a killer.