The Death Of Deb Conner Part two

Randy

When I returned home, I started cooking. I put the steak in a pan and turned it on. I took my phone out of my pocket and opened the chat app, sent Deb a message.

Randy: Hope you are having a good day. Beautiful.

I sent the message and put the phone back in my pocket. Going to prepare the salad. I heard a ding from my phone, fishing it out my phone and opened the lock screen. I saw Deb messaged me back.

Deb: Hey, baby. It was good. How was your day? (winking face)

She moves fast, good, that is fantastic. This should be easy to get her to want me to come out.

Randy: That's good to hear, babe. My day was hard. I am a police officer.

Deb: I bet you look hot in your uniform. Can I get a picture of you in your uniform?

I turned the burner down and went to the length mirror and took a picture. I sent it to her.

Randy: What do you think, babe?

Deb: You are so smoking hot. (heart eyes)

Randy: Are you a bad girl? Do you need me to cuff you?

Deb: Oh yes baby, I have been oh so bad. (blowing kiss)

I went back to the kitchen to check my steak. My phone dinged. Deb sent me a naked picture of herself.

Randy: Oh, you are a bad girl. Your body is the best I have ever seen. (drooling face)

Deb: Do you really like my body?

Randy: Yes babe. I'm getting so hard looking at it.

It really makes me want to puke. Her small mounds are nothing compared to my mother's voluptuous mounds that always made me want to bury my face in between her fleshy hills.

Thinking of my mother got me hard.

Deb: Can I see how hard you are? (blushing face)

I rolled my eyes; she is making me go flaccid. I undid my pants and took out my swollen girth and took a picture and sent it to her.

Deb: (heart eyes) I would love to put it into my mouth, baby.

Randy: Do you think you can handle all of it?

Deb: (blushing face) I can try.

I bet you have gone down on hundreds of men. Whore!

Randy: when do you think we could meet?

Deb: Do you want me to come to you?

Hell, no, I don't want your whore stench anywhere near my house.

Randy: I can fly out to you.

Deb: Oh, I was hoping to see your horses.

Randy: Maybe after I fly out to you, we can fly back together, and you can see them then.

Deb: Ok. That would be outstanding!

I flipped my steak over. I'm getting bored with this drivel conversation.

Randy: I will message you later have to eat babe.

Deb: Ok baby (winking face) looking forward to it.

I logged out of the app and turned the burner off. I plated my food and went and sat on the couch and ate. After eating, I washed my plate and the pan. I took off my uniform and took a shower. When I was done, I toweled off and got on my nightwear, pajama pants. I went and laid on my bed, taking my phone I opened the bingo game. I played for a few hours. Then turned it off. Christmas is coming up. That was mother's favorite Holiday. Choosing not to not message Deb. I want to have her hanging for a couple of days. I want her to beg me to come down. Thinking of all the ways I could torture her. I got all hot thinking about it and thinking of my mother's perfect body. I put my hand down my pants and played until I was spent. After I cleaned myself off, I went back to sleep. I know my mother would have wanted to have my seed planted into her, but she was taken from me. I knew my beloved mother wanted more children, and I know she wanted my child. Waking up from a dream that I was with my mother. It upset me. So, I rolled over and took out my bag of weed and papers from the bedside table. I rolled a joint. I laid in bed and smoked it. It chilled me out, and I was able to fall back to sleep. The alarm went off. I knew I had to get up. I hate this job. There is one good thing though, I can get as much drugs as I want and any kind I want.

It has been three days since I talked to Deb. Going into my pocket and grabbed my phone. I opened the chat app. I saw that Deb message asking if she did something wrong.

Randy: No babe, just been tired from working so much.

Deb: I thought I scared you off. (sad face)

Randy: No babe, I want you.

Deb: I want you too, Randy.

Randy: How much do you want me, babe?

Randy: Have you been touching yourself?

Deb: (blush face) Yes, I have. I look at your pictures and they get me all hot.

Deb: How about you, baby?

Randy: You have no idea, babe. Thinking about you gets me so hard.

Randy: I look at your heavenly body and think of everything I want to do to you.

Deb: What do you want to do to me? (blush face)

Yeah, right, you're not blushing at all. You heard and done it all before. Stop trying to act innocent.

Randy: I want to tie you down babe and take you, all of you.

Deb: You're getting me so wet, Randy

You're making me want to puke, you slut.

Randy: I'm getting so hard babe just thinking of you siting there all wet.

After what felt like forever, I told Deb I had to go. I put my phone on the charger and went to take a shower. That whore makes me feel so gross. She told me I made her get off. That makes me sick.