Rick was now working on devouring Archie's chunky calves. Oh, the
deliciousness of it all.....
Mr. Kerwin took of his shoes, so he wouldn't make noise as he glided through the house. He slowly went up the stairs, cringing every time the steps creaked in response to his smelly feat. Upstairs, the only door that was open was the door to his and his wife's room. (Rick had intelligently closed all the other doors so as to draw attention away from Ashley's room.) He slowly walked in, and put up his dukes. As soon as he saw Mr. Simpson and his wife in bed, he felt a deflated sensation coarse through his body. His wife, of 3 years, was cheating on him...with Toby's teacher. Mr. Kerwin couldn't help it; he began gagging, and felt his Slim Fast shake come up with his McDonald's Salad and spill out of his mouth, onto the expensive shag carpet which covered, wall to wall, his bedroom. He rushed over to wake Mrs. Kerwin, but was confused when he felt the soft feeling of a pillow where her shoulder should have been...he lifted up the covers, and screamed like a little baby does, when choking.
Rick chewed the last, tough bit of Snake's left big toe (including the bone), and froze when he heard what sounded like a little girl screaming.
Rick: (When did a little girl get in here and start screaming?)
--he thought apprehensively. What if the little girl had mace with her? Rick knew, even with his blood-stained knife, that he was no match for mace. It was his only fear. He clutched his knife, and held it out in front of him with shaking hands. He slowly started trekking to where the scream was coming from--Mr. and Mrs. Kerwin's room.
Mr. Kerwin took of his shoes, so he wouldn't make noise as he glided through the house. He slowly went up the stairs, cringing every time the steps creaked in response to his smelly feat. Upstairs, the only door that was open was the door to his and his wife's room. (Rick had intelligently closed all the other doors so as to draw attention away from Ashley's room.) He slowly walked in, and put up his dukes. As soon as he saw Mr. Simpson and his wife in bed, he felt a deflated sensation coarse through his body. His wife, of 3 years, was cheating on him...with Toby's teacher. Mr. Kerwin couldn't help it; he began gagging, and felt his Slim Fast shake come up with his McDonald's Salad and spill out of his mouth, onto the expensive shag carpet which covered, wall to wall, his bedroom. He rushed over to wake Mrs. Kerwin, but was confused when he felt the soft feeling of a pillow where her shoulder should have been...he lifted up the covers, and screamed like a little baby does, when choking.
Rick chewed the last, tough bit of Snake's left big toe (including the bone), and froze when he heard what sounded like a little girl screaming.
Rick: (When did a little girl get in here and start screaming?)
--he thought apprehensively. What if the little girl had mace with her? Rick knew, even with his blood-stained knife, that he was no match for mace. It was his only fear. He clutched his knife, and held it out in front of him with shaking hands. He slowly started trekking to where the scream was coming from--Mr. and Mrs. Kerwin's room.