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From: dez187lm@hotmail.com (H.D. Meister)
Subject: {ASSM} Story: No More - no more.txt [1/1]
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Greetings from the edge dear reader. Again... if you are not at least
18 or live in a community where adult material is not wanted, DO NOT
READ THIS! Post freely and archive if you desire. Critique as you see
fit. All I ask is that you do not make a profit from my work and give
the author all due credit.
--
Know you this:
I am all I am.
Nothing more...
never less.
Live or die, i do not
care.
So long as another
sees and knows
and learns,
then I am at peace.
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No More
By: H.D. Meister
(dez187lm@hotmail.com)
So... that's the way it ends? I expected more from you, but I always
did. So long as I know the truth, I don't care what you say.
It was a nasty way to end a relationship, and I reacted first instead
of thinking. But what was I supposed to do? I found you being
double-fucked at a frat party! If my friends hadn't pulled me from
the room, I'm sure I would have tried to kill you and your new found
fuck buddies. But that was nothing compared to what happened the next
day.
When I heard that some people were saying that I drove you to do what
you did, I went nuts. I wanted nothing more than to crush your skull
with my bare hands. I could almost feel your throat cracking beneath
my teeth as I tore out your wind pipe. When I "calmed down," I spent
countless hours with my friends gathering every shred of evidence on
you. Before the month was out, I knew everybody you'd fucked.
Shelly... Mike... Harry... DJ... Sarah... Gina. I knew them all. I
even had several video tapes of your actions. Getting them
transferred to DVD was a bitch, but I did it.
And now... I don't care anymore. I have been called a monster for
twisting your good soul. Words have reached my ears which filled me
with nothing but hate. Now I don't care. I don't care what they or
you say. If I am a monster, so be it. If not... who cares.
I don't ask if those words are right; I know the truth. You always
had that demon slut inside of you. I saw it, and foolishly sought to
tame it. I wasted my time. You longed to know how many dicks you
could suck long before I fed you my cock. Every time I fingered that
always drenched cunt of yours, you were quick to suck on them. You
wanted it all: cock and cunt. Hell... it was you who suggested
trying out a Tossed Salad! And what did I do? I joined you, hoping
to satisfy the demon within you. I thought that you would find
everything you could lust for in me. Stupid.
When I fucked you while your roommate was sleeping, I began to wonder.
When I heard her groan, I knew; she was in on it. Slowly I began to
see beyond your bouncing tits. You were worse than a slut. I could
easily see you sucking her cunt, and have just recently finished
watching one of your performances with her. Tell me... did you like
sticking your tongue up her asshole? It's obvious that she did; I
don't think I've ever seen a woman finger fuck herself so fast or
scream so loud. It's funny, actually; I could tell that her screams
pissed you off. They shouldn't; you've sucked and fucked all but
three of the women on your hall. They're just waiting their turn.
So you decided to place the blame for your ways on me. I don't care.
If I’m to blame for creating you... you are to blame for not seeking
a real cure. Fucking everyone in your sights is not a cure. Ever
wonder why you get pulled over so much by the cops? They know an easy
blowjob or, in the case of Officer Allison Casey, a quick cunt
lapping. You've let so many dicks fuck every available hole in your
body so much that it's pathetic. I'll bet you shit turds the size of
redwoods. Even had two dicks in your cunt at one time. But at least
you've decided to keep it to the relatively humane populace.
And I am to blame? several weeks ago I would have gone toe-to-toe
with anyone who even thought I was the cause. Now I don't care what
the fuck they say. I used to think that I loved you. Now I know it
was pity and youthful ignorance. I thought I had the power to change
you. Wrong. That I used to put my dick anywhere NEAR you still
frightens me. I know every nurse in the STD clinic by first, middle
and last name. Even know their hobbies and the names of their
children. And they know about you. They were the ones who told me
that you had fucked Max/Maxine, the local drag queen/homosexual on
campus. Just to find out what it felt like to get ass fucked by a
pro. They're waiting for you to show up.
I don't know why they care; you don't. And don't even try that line
of bullshit that you're doing what you do to get over me. It won't
wash. Others may believe you, but you know I don't, and you know you
don't either. When the year ends in two weeks, I'll be gone for good.
So will my friends. We can see the plague coming and want to be well
clear of ground zero.
When it happens, I'm sure you'll be looking for me. You'll try to say
that either I'm your father or I'm the one who gave you AIDS. Time is
my greatest witness to my "fatherhood," and I have the documented
proof that I don't have AIDS. So you'll have to hunt down the
countless others you've been with. Good luck; my guess is that
they'll hit the bricks and shadows so fast that you'll be looking at
dust trails. If one doesn't get you, the other will. And I don't
care.
You've tried to ruin my life and failed. Now I will have my revenge,
and will do nothing more than watch. Try raising a child by yourself,
knowing that it may well live long enough to ask who their father is.
Lie to the child then; it's what you're good at. Send it my way, and
I will crush it with the truth of your ways. I still have all of that
evidence. And I will tell that child that you were still doing those
things when I left the campus. It will know the truth. Then what
will you do.
If I find another to share my life with, she will never know what
happened. if you try to destroy what we share, I will crush you
without a thought. But you don't have to worry about being hunted; I
won't. That would be an even bigger waste of time.
So sleep well. No doubt you're being well attended to by whomever you
happen to be with. Suck on whatever happens to be next to your lips;
that way no one will hear the scream of Death as it comes from your
lips... or the lips of your unborn. Spread your legs wide and receive
the sentence you have gained. Spread your lies about me. I don't
care.
(dez187lm@hotmail.com)
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