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Snuff Movie II - The Wheel of Snuff (WillowVX & littlerooster)

Rod agreed. They shouldn't be too obvious. "I'll get the blonde's number. Take her out tomorrow. And we'll have girl number one." Rod stated confidently. "We'll wait about a week to go after the dark skinned one." His eyes were distant and his voice was short and clipped. He was hungry. He couldn't wait to play with them. He needed new toys.
 
"Yes, that way we can break in the first one, I don't want anymore bullshit like we had with Alicia, that was all wrong how it went down" Heath said thinking about all the mistakes he made with her.

"OK so lets enjoy our meals and think about torturing blondie over there" he laughed.
 
Rod stared at the girl from across the restaurant. She laughed and her pony tail swung from side to side. He wouldn't make the same mistakes he did with the girl he killed. He wouldn't let her around him without his medication. The other side of him was unstable, he acted on his emotions. He was dangerous.

Rod laughed with Heath and waited for his next victim to bring them their food.
 
The food arrived and Heath watched Rod look her up and down, she seemed to notice and enjoyed it, if Heath had of looked at her that way, she would have cringed he thought to himself.

It seemed Rod had the looks that allowed him to get away with being sleazy and attracted to women, really he was no different than Heath, if anything Heath was far more romantic and gentle, but due to his looks, his attempts at communicating that he was attracted to women came off as unwanted and cringe worthy.

Heath sat back and just let Rod play with the waitress through subtle flirting, Heath gave up a long time ago trying to appeal to women. Now he would just take what he wanted, like he did with Alicia, he enjoyed her undressing for him, enjoyed her trying to impress him.

He wanted something so much different to what Rod wanted from all of this, for Heath it was a sense of belonging, a sense of being important to someone in some way, any way, even if it was being the difference between her living and dying and he was the cause of both.

Heath's ego was so skewed he didn't care anymore, about the logic of it, he didn't care that if the women didn't want him, then maybe they weren't worth having anyway.

He just wanted what he wanted and saw no other way but force.
 
Rod enjoyed playing with the little blonde thing. He would look her up and down, letting her eyes roam over her tight little body. She seemed to enjoy it. He smiled at this. It would be too easy. He wanted to feel her. He couldn't wait until tomorrow. Heath went to the rest room and Jessica brought the check. Rod payed, he grabbed her wrist lightly before she could walk away.

"Excuse me, sweetheart?" Rod looked at her innocently. "I- I think you're really pretty." He stuttered. She blushed. "Do you think I can t-take you out sometime?" He smiled nervously and put his hand on top of hers. It was like a moth to a flame. She scribbled down her number and Rod slipped it into his pocket. He was careful to make sure nobody noticed their interaction. He stood outside and waited for Heath.
 
Heath watched and tried not to laugh at Rod's game face. Once again if he had approached her this way she would just walk away bored, but he does it and it's sweet.

"So what's her name Romeo?" Heath asked.
 
Rod laughed. "Jessica. But it might as well be Slave." He winked at Heath. Rod decided that he didn't want to wait.

"I'm going to take her tonight" He said to Heath. Rod had been building up momentum since he killed the other girl. If Heath wouldn't have arrived so soon, he would have been tempted to take her ass one more time. She wouldn't have been able to fight that time. That thought made his cock ache. He wanted to think about breaking her skull while he raped this new blonde cunt. He needed to do it tonight, or he'd never be able to sleep.
 
Heath laughed at Rod's comment and now remembered she mentioned her name or he saw it on her name tag or something.

"Take her and bring her back to the Mill? Want to drive me home first or want to hang around here, I don't mind waiting for you to get her" Heath asks.
 
"I'll drop you off and come back." Rod decided. "I don't want to drug her right away. I want to play with her a bit." Rod smiled and somewhere deep inside of him, a part that he couldn't reach, felt afraid for the poor blonde girl who had no idea of her fate.
 
Rod drove Heath home and told him he would be back soon.

He then drove back to where Jessica was finishing her shift at the diner.

"Well hello beautiful lady, I have been so looking forward to you finishing work!" he said to her as she stepped out.
 
Jessica was startled to see the guy from the diner waiting outside for her. It only lasted a minute and then she smiled. How sweet. She thought.

"Hi." She replied shyly. "You waited for me?" She asked, a little skeptical.
 
"Sure did, would love to spend some time with you, I see there is a late night ice cream place around the corner" he said to her with his bright blue eyes and killer smile.
 
He was so sweet, Jessica thought. She's had boys ask her out before but she's always turned them down. There was something different about him though. He had such a sweet face. And he had a brightness in his eyes that just prevented her from looking away.

"I would love to." Jessica said, she was sweet and very soft spoken. She was attractive but shy. She was a virgin. She's never had a boyfriend. Most people would consider her to be a "goody two shoes." She was excited to go on a date with this handsome guy who had been nice enough to wait for her to get off of work. A thought occurred to her.

"Wait," She started. "I just realized that I don't know your name." She smiled at him.
 
Rod went to escort her to the ice cream place when she asked what his name is.

"Oh, I'm sorry I was distracted by how beautiful you are, I'm Rod." and with that they went to the ice cream place and Rod ordered her a huge dessert that was stacked high with scoops of ice cream.

"Tell me about yourself" he asked her.
 
Jessica and Rod were sitting outside in the night outside of the ice cream shop. They had little benches and they sat and shared a big chocolate sunday. She couldn't stop smiling at him. She felt so smitten. She's never been like that with a guy before. He actually wanted to know about her. He didn't just try to get her in the back of his car and put his hand up her shirt like all the other guys at her school.

"Well," Jessica started. "I'm 18 years old. I am a senior in high school, graduating in the spring. I'm going to college in Washington State to be an art teacher." She said quietly. Her voice was very small, Rod had to listen close to really hear. "What do you do?" She asked him with a smile.
 
Rod ignored her question partly because he didn't want to tell her anything and partly because he wanted to sound mysterious and look like he was more interested in knowing about her.

"What type of art do you like Jessica?" he asked her.
 
Rod seemed to have not heard her question. Jessica was a little thrown back but quickly recovered when he had asked about her art. She smiled.

"I like art therapy." She stated matter of factually. "Canvas painting. I am double majoring in Education and Psychology with a minor in art." She seemed very proud of herself and her aspirations.

"Do you go to school, Rod?" She asked curiously. She couldn't stop staring at his mouth. It was nice. She kind of wanted to kiss him but she refrained. She's never acted like this with a guy before and she giggled inside.
 
Rod looked at her as she answered, hanging on every word, "No, I don't go to school, I have some inheritance money and live off that for a while, just doing my own thing really" he answered truthfully.

"Do you have any pictures of your art on your phone or a website that I could see?" he threw the spotlight back on Jessica.
 
"What's your thing?" Jessica asked curiously. She was a very curious person.

She thought for a moment. "Well, I don't have a phone. But I do have a blog?" Jessica offered. "I post some of my art on there to show case and try to sell it. Maybe I could show you sometime?" She smiled at him. "I like to sell some of my artwork on the side for extra money. I would love to make a living off of that alone. But, I also love to help people. And I have always been really interested in psychology. I actually just did a study on manic depression and acute schizophrenia..." She trailed off when she noticed Rod was glaring. "Sorry." She mumbled. "I tend to ramble." She laughed embarrassingly.
 
"No, don't be, I am fascinated" started Rod, he got his phone out and handed it to her, "Look up your blog for me, really wanting to see these paintings" he continued.

"I was just a little absorbed by how beautiful you are and was just listening to the sound of your voice" he explained, "far from bored" he smiled.
 
Jessica was beaming. He was really interested in her. He cared enough to see her art. Her smile was so big on her face, she felt like a silly school girl with a crush on the boy in the next row. She accepted his phone and type the link into the internet browser and handed it back to him.

His words made Jessica feel so wanted. "You are just the sweetest thing." She said to Rod. She realized what time his phone had said when she typed in her link. It was nearly midnight. She made a face. "Rod, thank you for the ice cream." She bit the inside of her cheek. "And for the company. But I have to get home. The buses stop running at midnight and I have to get home." She gathered her things and stood up.
 
"Well I can drive you home if you like Jessica, I don't feel right letting you get on the bus at this time, not after I have kept you out later then you intended" he looked at her.

"Let me drive you home, please?" he begged with puppy dog eyes. Then looked at her artwork on his phone while she decided.

"You're really good Jessica" he said.
 
Jessica's eyebrows went up at his proposal. "Oh..." She started. "I couldn't." Jessica hated taking the bus. "It's not your responsibility." She laughed. "I don't want to be a bother." That was half of the reason. She also didn't feel terribly comfortable with getting into a car with a guy she just met.

He really wanted to drive her home. There was a sweetness in his eyes. He looked like someone she could trust. Her thought was cut off by the compliment on her art work. She felt so happy.

"Thank you so much!" She beamed. "That really means a lot to me. Thank you for the ride offer. But I should be going now. Call me sometime?" She asked and stood up to give him a goodbye hug.
 
He let her hug him and walked her to the bus stop, "Do you think you may have missed it?" he asked playing it cool.

"I won't go until I know you are safely on it" he said to her.
 
Rod walked Jessica to the bus stop. What a gentleman, she thought. They sat on the bench and waited. Rod suggested she may have missed it. She pursed her lips and pinched the bridge of her nose. "I hope not... What time is it?" She asked.


Jessica couldn't believe how genuinely sweet Rod was. "Thank you..." She whispered. "I really appreciate you caring enough to wait with me." She smiled and touched his shoulder kindly.
 
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