Retail Therapy

"I never get tired of zerg busting." I said as our raid party began to disperse for the day. For the noobs reading this a zerg is a huge group of players swarming around like the well Zergs from Starcraft. It is still a very big favorite of mine I admit I usually play it when I need alone time. I stretched looking at the sun starting to come up, and decided I needed to go out. I have a bit of a ritual after I am finishing with a man. I go to cracker barrel get the world's best pancakes, then grab a coffee from Starbucks and then wait near the home of my victims until the body is discovered. You are probably wondering why haven't you been arrested yet? Well one who in their right mind would think pretty little me could suck the very life out of a guy, and two all the deaths seem to be natural causes. I like watching the drama unfold and well it is my way of getting closer. Blaine's body was discovered by the maid. She was sobbing on the lawn into an officer's arms as the EMTS loaded up her boss. I am pretty sure he had been fucking her, but I still felt sorry for her. There was a fairly large crowd for this one, and I was really just not sure why.

"Wasn't he the son of that crime lord?" One of the well dressed by standers asked his jogging partner. I glanced at him a bit surprised. I had never really been worried about anyone coming after me, but still that was interesting news. I watched a limo pull up, and park near the police line. Two absolute huge thugs got out of the front their suits straining to hold in all that muscle, then they opened the back and a very imposing man stepped out. He had a very well groomed haircut the kind that easily would cost over five hundred bucks. His suit was tailored, and I could smell pure money from where I stood. I was hiding my presence so even though he glared at the crowd he wouldn't be able to really see me, but he looked directly at me er yes narrowing. I tilted my head to the side confused, but he looked away and walked over to the ambulance that his son's body was being loaded into. I watched him transfixed as he unzipped the body bag, and looked down at his son. He smoothed a hand over his face. He didn't move for several more minutes then he whirled around stalking up the stairs to the house. I wasn't sure why, but that had made me a bit uneasy. Then I shrugged I mean really what could he possibly do. I turned away and decided to do my second favorite hobby in the world, shopping.

I love my car. It is a Porche 911, a gift from a boyfriend like two or so years ago. I looked damn good in it, and it felt so amazing soaring around Dallas. I got a lot of amazed stares as I drove by them. Ya I have had to suck off a lot of cops, because I just can't keep my baby under a hundred but she is worth it. I called Felicity on the way to the Galleria. It was my absolute favorite even the name sounded so expensive. Felicity waited for me in the food court sipping a smoothie as guys walked around her like sharks. She didn't even notice the googly eyes to caught up in strawberry banana bliss.

" Besty! I got you one too." She called as I walked up. The sharks seemed to be circling faster as I approached her. I had gone for comfort daisy dukes shorts, a blue halter top, with sandles to match. A silver and pear chocker adorned my neck with its matching bracelet on my wrist. Felicity wore a very short white skirt, a bubblegum pink midriff shirt with a grumpy looking bear wearing headphones imprinted in white on the front. Her bellybutton ring even matched. I admit Felicity had damn good taste at least for a slut. We both looked melt in your mouth good, and even though she played dumb she knew it. We headed off to find new treasures watched by every single person we passed.

"You would look so good in this." Felicity said holding up a white dress that laced up both sides.

"Oh gimme gimme." I said trying not to drool. She giggled at me picking out one in a different color. We had been at it for only about an hour. Usually when we went shopping we made a full day of it ending with dinner, and then seeing a movie if it was our day off. It was Saturday though and we both had to work. Being with her all day at least ensured we would be on time Felicity was annoyingly punctual.

Three hours later, and several hundred dollars lighter we climbed into my car top down speeding toward work.