Liana's Demise No 2 - Highs and Lows (Snuff, Drugs)

This was the second Liana tale I wrote (See Lianas Demise No 1). This was not based specificaly on a Suleyman Series but took the character I fleshed out in the first one and gave her an alternative demise.

[b:1wnak3dj]Highs and Lows[/b:1wnak3dj]

Liana looked up at the crumbling tenement. Even for the Free Quarter’s this was rock bottom real estate. A decrepit slum most noble tenants were rats and roaches and even they were probably from the lower social strata of the vermin underclass. This is not to say that these places were uninhabited by human filth. Rent free by virtue of lack of any ownership they were crammed with low-lives of all sorts. Junkies, winos, crack whores and main liners. Anyone who for one reason or another was too fucked, or fucked on, to crawl from the primeval slime. And then there were the residents of choice. Those that profited from the misery of those around them. The pimps and narco-terrorists. The scum that ran the cheap cold brothels at street level. There was profit in everything here and with death being the Free Quarters most available commodity it was hardly surprising there was profit there too. Of course death was the business that had brought Liana to visit this fragrant cess pit of humanity. One of the parasites had tried to feed on the wrong host. Liana was here for the purposes of pest extermination.


Liana had been given the assignment earlier that day; back at the headquarters of Mickey’s Bounty Babes, Bouncers and Bodyguards. She had arrived at the agency to find Mickey in his usual good form. His face, emblazoned with his customary grin, was brightened further by the mischievous glint that permanently played in the corner of his eye. Liana took quiet pleasure from the way that Mickey’s eyes lit up taking as she entered his office, deliberately pausing to pose for a moment in the doorway to give him a casual display of her beauty. Her luscious bronze curves were contrasted by the light white cotton of her outfit. She was wearing a short little skirt frayed at the bottom and cut in a daring diagonal from just below the hip on her right side to the middle of her thigh on the left. The material was sheer enough that the cute little floral print on her knickers just about sneaked its way into view. As Mickey cocked his head it was clear from his appreciative expression that a lot more came into view given the right angle. The skimpy skirt was matched by a similarly cut blouse. The right arm sleeve was full length, ending in a long flowing deliberately frayed cuff. The body of the blouse was shaped with a ragged diagonal cut in a manner that matched the skirt. It started from just underneath Liana’s full ripe right breast, stretching over the perky mound. It was fastened in the middle of her deep buxom cleavage by a single mother of pearl button, right at the base of the hemline such that the line of the hem made it’s way up to a simple shoulder strap on the other side, leaving her left breast barely covered, her succulent chocolaty nipple peaking teasingly through the stray threads of the hem. The stunning outfit was completed by a pair of delicate white stiletto heeled sandals the bodies were made from a more substantial but similarly roughly torn fabric. From each shoe two inch thick strips of the material were laced tightly in a criss-cross pattern up Liana’s shapely calves to be wound round and tied in a simple bow at the backs of her knees. Accessorising the sparkling white outfit were the stylised black straps of Liana’s thigh holster, securing her pretty custom Beretta to the smooth firm muscles of her deliciously long leg.

Mickey admired his sexy employee appreciatively as she made her entrance. Letting his eyes rove over her luscious form in a jokingly lecherous manner. Liana responded by padding sexily over to the couch next to Mickey’s desk and languidly settling herself down. She gave Mickey a mischievous smile and keeping her eyes fixed on him she nestled her shoulders into the soft leather, relaxing into the sofa’s embrace. At the same time she sat with her right leg stretched out, resting on the arm at the other end. Her left leg was tucked delicately underneath such that Mickey was rewarded with an unrestricted view of just how snugly her cute floral print panties were stretched over the delights beneath. Satisfied she had her boss’s full attention the beautiful seductress asked. “So what have you got for me today Mickey? I hope it’s something exciting. I’m tired of doing bodyguard jobs for rich fuckers in the Sanctum who just want to use me as a status symbol. Have you got anything juicier like some bounty work or a hit?” She sighed theatrically, her deep breath drawing the base of her skimpy top upwards displaying even more of her deliciously ripe left breast. She pouted at Mickey playfully, stroking the smooth bronze skin of her thigh in a seemingly absent manner. Mickey stroked his chin thoughtfully the creases round his eyes deepened momentarily as he pondered. “I’ve got a couple of bounty cases going free” from the tone of his voice it seemed as if her were thinking aloud “They’re only little oiks though. It’d be a waste of your talent and anyway I’ only getting a grand each for them so after I paid you the outrageous wages you prise out of me….” He grinned widely letting the silence finish the sentence for him. “I suppose you could do me a little favour. It’s off the books, more of a personal matter.” He let the statement hang, turning it into a question. Liana’s interest was piqued. “Do tell.” She instructed curiously. “Do you know Jimmy Winks?” Mickey asked Liana’s frown suggested she didn’t “He’s just a lowlife over in the Free Pits” he said, referring to the lower side of the Free Quarter where life became even seedier than the rest of town. “He’s mainly a dealer with his hands in a few other decidedly dodgy pies. I had a game of poker with him at Tony’s the other week, I’m fairly certain he managed to slip in a fixed deck. Something about the way he kept looking at the dealer. He had the hands for it anyway. I’m into him for quite a few large. I spoke to Tony about it n’ he’s given the thumbs up. Turns out he had a few suspicions anyway. The dealer bitch ‘s moved over to horizontal hospitality in Blue Heaven.” He explained. Liana wasn’t surprised Tony wasn’t going to let his clubs reputation get tainted by any hint of corruption, that is corruption that wasn’t explicitly permitted by the management anyway. Blue Heaven was the ‘high class’ cold brothel bolted onto the gambling den. For those that enjoyed cool pussy Blue Heaven was right up there with the best of them. With Tony’s contacts throughout the higher echelons of the Free Quarter’s underworld, he had a rich supply of top quality recently terminated totty.

“So you want me to get your dept cancelled? Permanently I assume” Liana sought confirmation. “And they say that beauty and brains don’t go together.” Mickey chucked, sliding a folded piece of paper across the desk. “He shouldn’t give you much trouble. Just watch yourself in the Pits.” He smiled, the warning was unnecessary. Liana was well aware of the dangers of the toxic pond-life that lurking around the septic slums. You didn’t live long in the Free Quarter without a healthy sense of self preservation. Liana had survived to her mid twenties, that was old for a hired gun in this town. She coughed politely “Not that I want to bother you with such trivialities but what might I expect in return for this little favour” A glint had appeared in her eye. ‘Drop dead gorgeous, good at her job and totally loyal but she ain’t half a mercenary little bitch. It’s getting more than a little expensive to keep her on the books these days.’ Mickey thought to himself. His playful expression didn’t change.


Liana focused her attention on the job in hand, drew her gun and entered the tenement. Inside the rampant neglect was even more apparent. There was so much crumbling plasterwork it was hard to see how the building remained uptight. It was possible that this was largely due to the inherent strength in the network of moulds that pervaded every dark corner. The smell that invaded Lianas senses was a heady mix of damp, depravity and death. Dark rust coloured swatches on the walls and floor were evidence enough of the latter. All the lighting in the entrance hall and stairways had perished some time ago so that most of the building was in a state of permanent gloom occasionally broken by shafts of light from the breaks in the boards that covered the long since shattered windows. Liana gingerly started up the stairs, not giving archaic elevator more than a moment’s consideration.

As she reached the second stair well Liana could hear a muted groaning above her. She instinctively pressed her body against the wall but the dank damp feeling was so repulsive she shied away and compromised by continued upwards as close to the wall as possible without making contact, her weapon at the ready. As she rounded the corner she saw the source of the noise. It looked like couple were screwing in the corner. A woman was sat on the fire extinguisher; her shabby grunting partner thrusting roughly between her legs. Liana was unsure how best to continue, not wanting to risk causing a commotion. The decision was made for her when one of the ancient floorboards creaked. The dishevelled creature doing the rutting turned and on seeing Liana and her gun scurried away downwards and past her arms raised pleading for mercy in pathetic and fortunately weak tones. Liana watched the wretch disappear and then turned her attention to its partner. A few steps towards her was all it took for Liana to realise she was dead. The girl was pretty, even in death. She had curly brown hair that fell to her shoulders framing a sweet face marred slightly by a painful looking grimace no doubt caused by the numerous bullet holes that had torn apart her once perky tits. Liana darted forwards as the girl started to pitch over sideways, catching her just in time, managing to prevent her from thudding to the floor. She could smell the slightly spicy aroma of Fresh Balm. The unfortunate young woman’s corpse perfused with the ubiquitous preservative, there was no underlying smell of decay, not from her anyway, so she had clearly been seen to shortly after death. Judging by the slimy coating on the extinguisher and the sticky looking puddle beneath she had clearly been here for at least a few days and been a popular attraction. Liana felt a mixture of disgust and arousal. The idea of ending up like that, shot up and dumped in some fetid hovel was both obviously repugnant yet the more her thoughts dwelt on the matter, particularly as she stood there with the soft flesh of the sweet corpse pressed against the soft sensitive curves of her body, the slightly sweet aroma of recently spent cum drifting up the dead girl’s thighs, the more she found the idea disturbingly alluring. For a moment she imagined her self there. Her own gorgeous body similarly riddled with bullet holes. Being fondled and used and abused by countless vile denizens of the slums. Unable to resist, unable to escape, trapped by mortality. Liana felt the beginnings of warmth growing within her loins before she snapped back to reality. Shoving the beginnings of the abhorrent fantasy from her mind she pushed the girl back onto position on her indecent pedestal. Checking the stability of the sexy cadaver’s position carefully before continuing Liana made her way upwards, shaking her head to dispel the erotic thoughts that were attempting to disturb her concentration.

Liana crept up two more flights before she reached Jimmy’s floor. She tiptoed along the corridor until she reached his apartment. She studied the door for a moment deciding how best to gain entry. Mickey had warned her that Jimmy would almost certainly be home. Liana wasn’t the greatest at slipping or picking locks so the chances of getting in that way without him noticing were slim. Shooting the lock would get her in quickly but there would still be time for Jimmy to duck for cover plus she was well aware of the dangers standing directly in front of a metal lock and firing at it. A friend of hers had suffered a ricochet to the crotch from a similar exercise and still walked funny a year later. Shooting the lock out from the side would increase the time it took to gain entry. She could see a certain amount of light making its way through the crack of the door. The lock didn’t look too strong. Liana decided the best route was a solid kick. She had bust into plenty of similar apartments like this in the past usually with good results. If the door happened to be bolted on the inside she’d probably be able to get out the way before Jimmy started shooting through it. That would fuck up her other routes of entry anyway so she may as well give it a go. Liana drew herself up against the far wall and raised her gun up over her shoulder, ready to take aim on entry. Taking a deep breath she leapt forward expertly shifting all of her weight behind the force of the blow. The door smashed open, flying back on its hinges. Liana burst into the room and rapidly sized up her surroundings. Her efforts were hampered by the sudden flood of bright light. It was a nice day outside and Jimmy was one of the few residents of the tenement to be blessed with mostly intact genuine glass windows. Blinking a couple of times Liana found herself aiming her gun at a table upon which was a large package of what, judging by the rolled up notes around it, was almost certainly cocaine. Facing her around the table were three slightly surprised and fairly disgruntled looking fellow all of whom were reaching for guns and none of whom were Jimmy Winks. Liana’s mind raced, torn between shooting for safety and a need for information. She settled on ordering the table’s occupants to freeze, while attempting to cover all three at once with sweeps of her Beretta. She was mildly but thankfully surprised when all three obliged, though not before all had a hand on their weapon. As stalemate was achieved Liana was dimly aware of the door bouncing on its hinges and closing behind her.

“And to what do we owe this pleasure” Said a sarcastic voice from Liana’s side. Reflexively Liana turned and aimed at it. Jimmy Winks was standing in the door to the kitchen four bottles of beer in his hands. He gave Liana a crooked smile contorted by the jagged scar running from his eye down the right side of his face, causing the permanent facial tick that gave him his nick name. “What a delightful surprise” he continued. “Shame you weren’t invited. Boys?…” Liana’s fatal mistake suddenly dawned on her. She desperately tried to bring her gun back round to bear on the guys at the table but her reaction wasn’t nearly fast enough. Three shots rang out and hot led tore into Liana’s lithely spinning body, slamming her up violently against the door behind, her shoulder crunched against the solid wood frame jolting her arm and causing her pistol to fly from her grasp. One bullet hit her left breast at an angle passing through from swell of her cleavage to glance off one of her ribs and exit out to the side. The bullet from the .22 of the guy furthest away struck her right tit, just below the nipple, sinking deep into her firm ripe flesh. The last bullet had struck her in the right side of her belly just under her ribs passing out the side without doing too much damage.

Liana’s delicate body was wrenched by anguish. Through the haze of her tears she saw Jimmy striding casually over to his compatriots to swap the beers he was holding for his shooter. The beautiful amazon clutched desperately at her wounds frantically trying to think of a way to escape from the disastrous situation. She spied her Beretta lying temptingly on the floor beyond the table and urgently tried to stagger towards it. Jimmy chuckled and taking a couple of cool steps he kicked her gun out of reach into the kitchen. “I don’t think so sweetheart” he chided cruelly and intercepting her path he plugged her three times in the lower belly. The slugs brutally invaded her sensuous flesh, two hitting her just above her sexy little skirt and the other ploughing into her cute little floral print panties causing a crimson rose to flower from the soft mound of Liana’s neatly trimmed muff. Liana started to stumble and fell towards Jimmy. The scar faced villain caught her before she collapsed and guided her into his empty seat. The stricken beauty flopped into it grasping at her wounded crotch. She jerked as her fingers pressed against the rough wound as a spike of agonising pain tore through her groin. Against her expectations this was followed by gentle ripples of pleasure from that seemed to caress her erogenous zones. Liana bit her lip panting. As the first waves of pain subsided she unclenched her eyes and glared defiantly at her killers. “You’ve got some spunk I’ll give you that little one” Jimmy said taking a swig from his beer and gifting her with a gruesome smile. “Want a swig?” he asked offering her the bottle. Liana suddenly felt the need to quench her thirst and not seeing that needless pride would get her anywhere she gladly accepted. “No hissy fits now!” Jimmy warned her as he placed the drink in her hand. Liana gladly gulped down the cool ale enjoying the relief it provided. “Sorry, got a bit greedy” she said apologetically forcing a smile as the empty bottle clattered on the table. “Not to worry” Jimmy reassured her, there’s plenty more where that one came from. “Davey go and get us another round will you?” he urged the bloke nearest to him, taking his seat as he left.

Jimmy let his eyes rove over his stunning would be assassin. Her delightful body was a wonderful sight to behold. Her sexy little white outfit now contrasted not just with Liana’s smooth dark skin but also with the deep red blossoms that stained her blouse skirt and knickers. The succulent globes of her breasts rose and fell captivatingly with each of her laboured breaths. He couldn’t help noticing that the fingers of her hand were delicately stroking the slightly translucent crease at the base of her pretty lace trimmed panties. Grinning to himself, Jimmy scooped out a generous portion of coke from the bag and chopped it into a nice fat line. He sucked it up and relaxed back into his chair as it took its effect. “Want some?” He asked Liana. She thought about it for a moment “Why not.” She responded weakly grimacing as she leaned forward to snort the line Jimmy chopped out for her. The sweet chemical numbness poured up into her sinuses and gradually flowed outwards into her bloodstream and through her body, tingling sensations drifting their way to her extremities. She sighed and smiled at Jimmy. For the first time it struck her that he must have been quite handsome before his face was cut up.

Davey brought the drinks in. More lines got chopped. Jimmy introduced Liana to the rest of the boys. There was Bill, his right hand man, best mate, utterly dependable. Skinny and Davey, who were both quite a bit younger than Bill and Jimmy ran his most of his distribution on the streets, good guys they were, been his runners since they were kids. “Dependable types you know not like a lot of the scum round here that’d stab you in the back soon as look at you.” Jimmy was rambling amiably. Liana was starting too feel her pain melt away as the effect of the drugs and drink kicked in. Her legs felt a bit cold but she couldn’t tell if it was the coke or blood loss. She didn’t seem to be bleeding too badly so she put it down to the coke. Davey pulled out a joint which got passed round. Liana took a few deep tokes and enjoyed the headiness as the strong gear added itself to the mix. “Oww!” She wined as Jimmy leaned forward and felt up her wounded right tit but she didn’t push him off straight away and when she did she grinned at him playfully. It dawned on her that she’d been stroking her damp crotch nearly the whole time she’d been sat down, her eyes drifted downwards when she looked up Jimmy was grinning at her oddly. “What?” she asked. Jimmy took a deep toke on the spliff and gliggled. He passed it on to Liana and while she was taking a drag he scooped a healthy mound of coke out of the bag with his finger. Balancing it carefully he brought it down to Liana’s crotch, motioning at her to move her hand. Liana looked down to see what he was doing then gasped suddenly as he pushed the coke covered digit into the bullet hole in her panties. A brutal stab of pain ripped through her sensitive mound followed by an equally strong burst of intense pleasure. “Oh god you fucker. Oh that feels gooood!” Liana squealed. Locking her eyes on Jimmy as he licked the remains of the coke, mixed with her blood from his finger. Biting her lip gently Liana licked her own finger, reached out and scraped up the line waiting for her, pushing her blouse up over her left breast she gently rubbed the coke into the exit wound in the side of the generous mound tracing her finger back over her nipple to rub what was left into the entry wound in her cleavage. She winced at the initial contact but then moaned gently in pleasure as the drug went to work. Bill got in on the act tipping a hit into one of her belly wounds then leaning down to snort it out again, leaving the rolled up dollar bill sticking out of the hole in her soft brown tummy. All the guys seemed to like this idea and Liana leaned back as each of them took it in turns snorting a line’s worth from one of the bullet holes in her deliciously sexy body. Liana sucked on the harsh smoke of the roach end of the joint, breathing the acrid smoke deep into her lungs. Her body was tingling all over, she suddenly realised she’d never felt so horny in her life. As Jimmy’s head rose from a gratuitous snort between her thighs Liana was surprised to find herself asking “Which of you wants to fuck me first?”

The guys looked at each other. Their normally selfish tendencies tempered by a pharmaceutically induced sense of empathic altruism. “Er well I suppose Jimmy should get fist dibs” Bill acknowledged. “Yea well… normally right yea I would but if it wasn’t for you guys lil’ Liana here would ‘ve shot me n’ shit so…” He took a deep swig of beer and did his best to look magnanimous. “Davey brought the dope” Skinny suggested feebley. “Fuck off!” Bill interjected and all five of them burst into giggles. Liana was the first to stop since laughing like that hurt like fuck despite the ad hoc anaesthesia. She was loving the pain though it was beginning to become all consuming. An idea struck her. At first she dismissed it but it played on her mind gradually becoming more attractive until she found the words spilling out of her mouth. “I’ve got an idea” she said getting the boys attention. “You’re going to kill me sooner or later aren’t you” she said flatly “Well yea I suppose. Sorry like” Jimmy acknowledged. “Not to worry. S’expected ain’t it” Liana replied smiling dismissively. “Anyway, since you’re going to have to shoot me a bit more to kill me why don’t you have a competition. All of you stand over there” she explained waving her arm at the kitchen doorway and I’ll see if I can stand up here. Then all of you take one shot at my tummy. The closest one to my belly button wins!” She said running her finger round her navel invitingly. “Hopefully I’ll still be alive long enough for at least one of you to fuck me and I’m really fuckin’ horny so I’ll do my best to bring the rest of you off at the same time. What to you say guys?” She looked at the startled ruffians expectantly. “Sounds like a good idea to me.” Jimmy replies when the message had made its way through his slightly addled mind. “Sounds fair anyhow…fair for us anyway!” he said causing the rest of the group to chuckle once more. The decision made they set about clearing the table, making sure the coke was safely out of harms way. Each of the guys took their gun and they walked over to the far wall after helping Liana to her feet. She just about managed to stand upright by gripping the edge of the table, leaning back slightly in a manner that meant she stuck her belly out slightly as if to make it an even more inviting target. “You’d better do it fairly quickly.” She said “I don’t think I’ll be able to stand up for long after the first one hits me but make sure you know who’s shot is who’s. You wouldn’t want to have to do it twice would you!” She joked weakly. Looking the boys in the eyes and tensing her body in preparation for the impact. The gang agreed to go from left to right in the order they were standing. Skinny shot first. He was a bit stoned and his bullet nearly missed hitting Liana just above her left hip. She gasped as it bit deep into her flesh. Davey was next and fired a good shot that hit dead center just a couple of inches below the bullseye, the bullet burrowing its way though to her innards. Bill was next and his shot was even closer hitting the beautiful target just above and to the right of her navel. Liana winced and her legs nearly buckled but she managed to keep on her feet. Jimmy took careful aim and fired sighting down the barrel with his good eye. His aim was spot on, the shot plunged deep into little cavern of Liana’s belly button ripping into her body beneath. The raven haired beauty looked down briefly at the newly sprouted holes in her torso curiously examining the way that her blood was swiftly dribbling out of them. “Good shooting guys” she moaned before toppling backwards onto the table.

It didn’t take Jimmy long before he was pushing his way between Liana’s lovely out stretched legs. He tore her skimpy skirt off as if it weren’t there and her pretty panties followed almost instantly. Jimmy’s cock had been trying to burst its way out of his trousers for quite some time and as soon as he dropped them it sprang forth as if desperate to plunge into Liana’s expectant pussy. He drove his member deep into her dripping cunt eliciting a deep moan from the gorgeous mortally wounded bounty hunter. Bill had taken her comment about pleasuring them all to his heart and took advantage of her moan to shove his equally rock had cock into the warmth of Liana’s mouth. Remembering her promise she reached out expectantly with her hands looking to offer satisfaction to Skinny and Davey’s cocks. They needed little encouragement and within less than a minute of being brutally but willingly violated by the gang’s best shots she was busy pleasuring all four of them. Jimmy thrust in and out of Liana’s soaking slit loving the way that blood squirted from the hole in her minge each time that he pummelled her with his knob. Bill was ramming his full length into her mouth, amazed that she seemed able to deep throat him with ease and delighting in the pleasures caused when her gullet spammed to allow her to get air into her lungs. Liana was even managing to do a decent job of wanking the junior pair, working her hands frantically round the shafts and heads of their turgid members. She became completely lost in the moment, totally overwhelmed by the combination of pain and pleasure. Bill had ripped her skimpy blouse apart and was grasping her tortured, tender, tits roughly using them for purchase to help him plunge in and out of her gullet. Jimmy was deep inside her bashing against her cervix, filling her completely. She fought for air desperately every time Bills cock drew back far enough to give her the chance to breathe and was squeezing and teasing the pricks of the young lads with her hands like there was no tomorrow.

Bill was the first to feel himself cumming. He pulled his himself far enough out of Liana’s mouth to spurt his juices into gaping mouth and over her lovely face. The sight was enough to bring both of the youngsters to the edge and with the help of Liana’s skilful ministrations they were both shortly creaming onto her tits. Jimmy did his best go hold back till he was sure that Liana reached her climax by which time her cunt muscles were frantically spasming round his cock. He blew his load into her slipping his softening phallus out of her pussy and squeezing the rest of his spunk onto her belly and breasts. For her part Liana completely lost herself in the moment her body was completely wracked by an intense mixture of pleasure and pain. As the gang creamed all over her she brought her hands to her breasts kneading them furiously in an effort to sustain the overwhelming sensations tearing through her body “Finish me!” she cried “Fill me with your fucking lead!”

All of the guys still had their guns in their hands. Bill responded to her request almost involuntarily firing two more shots down into her well holed tummy, near enough level with her navel on either side. Skinny and Davey let off a couple of rounds each into her bountiful breasts, each placing bullets either side of the tight turgid tawny nipples that crowned the magnificent mounds. Jimmy paused for a while teasing his rod back to fortitude, enjoying the sight of the beautiful bounty hunter squirming in her exquisite agony. Knowing she was nearly done for he reluctantly shoved the barrel of his Glock into her moist snatch, gently screwing her with the cold steel bringing her to the brink of another orgasm before firing a pair of rounds into the tender recesses of her womb, penetrating her far deeper than was ever meant to be (Authors note: I’m pretty sure this last phrase was a direct rip off from a Jim McQuade comic for which I can only apologise). Liana’s body bucked against the fatal fusillade. She coughed weakly, spraying flecks of aerated lifeblood over her perforated chest. The valiant beauty managed to hold on to life long enough make eye contact with Jimmy. “Fuck me while I die Jimmy!” she spluttered “Shove your fat cock back inside me!” He needed little encouragement, sinking as far as he could into the spongy surroundings of her twitching sex. He gathered her tattered body in his arms pulling her beautiful bullet ridden body towards him, hugging her close, kissing her full on the lips, revelling in the sensations of her final tremors, the feel of her last breath on his tongue. Liana responded as much as she could; giving her all to her final moment. A last blast of pleasure ripped through her tormented flesh as she squeezed herself against Jimmy’s muscular frame. She kissed him deeply as if in an attempt to try to suck the life out of him. Liana’s struggling nerve cells gave up with a last neuro-chemical explosion one last great tidal wave of sensation tore through the brave beauty as she finally gave into the inevitable clutch of deaths cold hands.

Her killer embraced her tightly as he felt her slip away her final shudder bringing him to the brink once more. Jimmy held Liana in his arms for moment before lowering her back onto the table. He stepped away from her, admiring her delectable corpse for a good while before tucking himself back into his pants. He and his crew exchanged wordless looks, the intensity of the experience speaking more than they could ever enunciate. Davey broke the reverie by retrieving four fresh beers from the fridge. Jimmy reached for the phone in his Jacket.

“Hey Mickey.” He said when his call was picked up. “I know you said she’d be cover the debt, but fuck me man that was almost religious!” Mickey listened unaffectedly. So that was how it had gone down. It’d been a fairly even trade off. Either Liana cleared his debt, not as unfairly garnered has he might have suggested to the lovely late lass, Jimmy could be an irritatingly good card player in his rare moments of sobriety. Or Jimmy relieved him of an employee who despite her many virtues was beginning to get just a little to expensive for comfort. The result had demonstrated fairly good value for money. Jimmy could wait, for the time being anyway, he was a useful little scroat at times.“Make sure you get her dosed up with Fresh nice and quickly or you might not get full price from Tony.” He warned. “And get her down there tonight will you. I never did get round to fucking her sweet little ass and I quite fancy trying out her pussy before she goes on general release!”