As time went on Jessica couldn’t bare the pain anymore and wanted to scream out, “KILL ME!!” but couldn’t, it was about this same time she could feel a light dampness between her legs and began thinking, “I’m wet? Xxnx “I guess ill try the internet again” she said as she logged on and went through her email and visited several groups, while searching though some of the groups a familiar name popped up “Chef Trolloc”, Jessica stared at the name and remembered her dream, “That was a dream wasn’t it?”. Returning his attention to the rest of the rope in his hand Gene then cut off another length or rope long enough to make a noose at one end and loop the rest over a tree limb in the back of the yard where Jessica would dance her last steps in life.
