From: bobandcarole@aol.com   
      
   Story: A JOURNAL   
      
                                      by bobandcarole   
      
      
   March 19   
      
   My name is Donald and I have a very attractive sweet little wife, her   
   name is Jane,   
   thirty years old, two less than I.  She is of a little less than average   
   height and   
   has a very well proportioned body with slender legs.  Doing a lot of   
   exercise,   
   mostly jogging and work-outs in our gymnasium, she has not an ounce too   
   much but   
   she is nevertheless very feminine with beautiful long dark hair, nice   
   ample but not   
   really big boobs without any sag.  Her face is very regular with a nice   
   straight   
   nose, very intense blue eyes and a full mouth, as if specially made for   
   kissing and   
   sucking.  She likes fucking as much as I do, or even more.  So we should   
   be a very   
   happy couple, especially as we have also quite some money without having   
   to work   
   for it.  The sad truth is, however, that, after 10 years of marriage,   
   without   
   children and nothing much to do, we are bored, we are terribly bored.   
   Only our   
   sex brings us some excitement, but by far not enough and anyway you   
   cannot fuck   
   all day long.   
      
   So I had come to the conclusion that we had to find something to make life   
   interesting again, if possible even better, to make it adventurous.  I   
   thought a   
   bit about traveling or swinging and things like that.  In fact, before   
   we were   
   married, when we were students, we already did a lot of foursomes and   
   swapping with   
   a pair of friends, so that would not have been a very new experience,   
   and finally I   
   found something much better, that would be very exciting and   
   adventurous, especially   
   because it would be very risky.  It was something so special that I at   
   first did not   
   even dare to talk about it with Jane, afraid of her reaction.  But I   
   found occasions   
   to test her feelings about what I considered to do, without asking her   
   directly but   
   just listening to her reactions on news in the papers and on TV about   
   similar   
   activities as I wanted to propose, and finally I thought I could risk it   
   to talk to   
   her about it.   
      
   At first she thought I was not serious, then she said I must be mad,   
   but, knowing   
   that I am not mad, she slowly began to understand that I was very   
   serious.  AND   
   TODAY SHE HAS GIVEN IN.  I did not really expect her to, my proposal   
   being really   
   outrageous, but Jane, who is not sentimental, not softhearted at all -   
   in fact   
   she has some sadistic tendencies - also got excited when she accepted to   
   think   
   about it.  We shall be really in charge, the masters, the deciders of   
   destiny, we   
   are going to replace GOD, at least for one person.   
      
   So now we have really started to live again, we have something to look   
   forward   
   to, something to work on together!   
      
   Already planning everything is very exciting.  There are many things   
   that we shall   
   have to prepare and organize and we shall have to surmount many   
   difficulties, but   
   we have several trumps in our game.   
      
   To begin with, we have a house standing in a large garden with high   
   dense bushes   
   all around.  It is not really isolated, but still not too near   
   neighboring houses.   
   There are no houses opposite or behind ours and it is hidden from the two   
   neighboring ones by those bushes.  We know our neighbors only   
   superficially, we   
   are just on greeting terms with them.   
      
   Very important is that we have a house with a built-in garage with   
   direct access to   
   the house.  Once we have entered our car, nobody can see what, or WHO, we   
   take out of it and into our house.   
      
   Furthermore we have in our cellar a room that was installed long ago by   
   someone   
   very pessimistic as a refuge in case of an atomic attack.  So it can be   
   hermetically   
   closed, only letting air in through a ventilation system.  The filter in   
   that system   
   we shall not really need, but it will still be useful in preventing any   
   cries from   
   inside to be heard outside.  And cries will have to be expected!  We   
   already tested   
   its noise isolating capacity, Jane screaming loud inside, and I never   
   heard her.   
      
   At present the existence of that room is only betrayed by the door   
   leading into it,   
   so if we hide that door nobody will know or even suspect it exists.  The   
   idea for   
   the way to do this I got from a report on TV about a Belgian child   
   abductor years   
   ago.  He had replaced a door in his cellar by a well isolated door made   
   of concrete,   
   such that it seemed to be just a part of the wall and then he had fixed   
   a shallow   
   cupboard on it.  The door could be opened from within the cupboard, the   
   whole   
   contraption swinging out: very ingenious, the police once looked around   
   in that house   
   and never noticed that there was a door!  It will require a lot of work   
   but it is   
   feasible. I am going to start hiding this door tomorrow.  And just as   
   this man,   
   I will isolate this room so well that no cries for help inside could   
   ever be heard   
   outside.   
      
   In the mean time we shall have to think about the girl, what age must   
   she be, must   
   she be blond or dark, where shall we look for her, how shall we capture   
   her.  We   
   must also plan what we will do with her and how we will finally dispose   
   of her.   
   Already thinking about all this is delightfully exciting.   
      
      
      
   March 24   
      
   Before starting any work on the ROOM we have created the scenario for   
   the girl.   
      
   We have come to the conclusion that the ideal age for the girl is eight,   
   nine years.   
   She will already start to be a little woman but she will not be able to   
   cause us any   
   trouble, not having the force or mental development for that.  And she   
   will have to   
   be blond and not too thin, rather a bit chubby.  The dark ones do not   
   know how   
   lucky they are!  When Jane and I talk about her in bed we already nearly   
   cum at   
   the idea of seeing her lie on her back softly crying - her beautiful   
   long blond hairs   
   draped around her head, her beautiful little body with a really virginal   
   slit between   
   nice long legs, a soft skin without a blemish - of letting our hands   
   glide over her   
   body and legs towards her soft hairless mound and her little pussy while   
   we kiss her   
   eyes and mouth and neck and already slightly rising nipples, getting her   
   moaning   
   ,instead of crying, and wet by licking her little clit and then tasting   
   the inside of   
   her impeccable pussy while squeezing her fat little buttocks and pushing   
   a finger   
   into her anus.   
      
   We discussed also how long we will keep the girl and what we shall do   
   with her   
   when we have enough of her.  It will of course be impossible to keep her   
   indefinitely   
   anyway.  And as it will be too dangerous to release her we came to the   
   conclusion   
   that we will be obliged to kill her finally.  To our amazed satisfaction   
   we found it   
   very exciting to discuss how we will do that.  We shall tell her only at   
   the last   
   moment that we are going to kill her.  We played head or tail to decide   
   who would do   
   the killing this first time and Jane won.  She is free to decide how she   
   will do it.   
      
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