I come quite soon into the idea that I was hooked. Maura did everything for me and Niall seemed to calm down. It was as if he knew I was a person, a girl, and he couldn't decide everything. But like all addictive things began to itch Nialls fingers. He seemed eager to continue the murders, and he became restless. Niall chose my clothes every day. This evening he decided that I would wear my skimpy undies, and I knew instantly that he wanted to murder a girl. He took my hand and pulled me towards the train station. We landed in a new city and we walked around the streets after his goal.
It was a desert night, and in the end we stopped next to a park. Niall groaned dissatisfied.
"Damn!" he mumbled and looked at me. "There's no one here?"
"Everyone is warned to be out."
He turned around fully towards me and lifted my dress. He let his hand massaging me lightly between my legs.
"But you're here?"
I swallowed and felt his hand slid inside my panties. I chosen't to argue. It was better to have sex than to kill.
"You should go home!"
We balked and Niall took his hand away. It was a cop and he didn't seem amused.
"You know that we have a total ban to be out here at night?"
Police smiled and stopped in front of us. He smiled at Niall and then looked down over my clothes.
"So you were going to have sex?"
I blushed, but Niall didn't care.
The police looked around and noticed that no one else was around.
"So instead of giving your a trip to the station, maybe I could borrow her?"
I got scared. I took Nialls hand tightly.
The police looked straight at me.
"Okay, then you will follow me to the station?"
Niall panicked this time. He showed that he wanted to talk to me and pulled me away.
"Come on, sweetheart. I promise I wont allow him to have sex with you."
"You want to kill him?"
Niall grinned directly and nodded.
"I stand, waiting for the right moment. I'll kill him before you can have sex with him and everyone's happy?"
I didn't want to do it, but Niall pulled me back to the policeman.
He was disgusting. He pushed me against the grass, behind a bush, and his hands were everywhere. He tore my panties off and grinned big.
"I have a big cock so you wont regret it."
He pulled down his fly and picked it up. I looked at Niall, but he just seemed to enjoy seeing me under the policeman. I felt his hand stroked me hard and it wasn't nice. He penetrated and directly, I just wanted to scream. I felt him began to move on his body and he groaned aloud. It was as if Niall loved seeing me suffer and I saw that he didn't let us go with his gaze. I felt that the policeman had a big thing and it almost hurt. He moaned and he pumped straight into me. He was panting and he showed that he loved it.
I don't know how long I had been below the policeman. Right as it was appeared Niall just up and he stabbed the knife several times in his back. I felt that at first he seemed to have pain, but he eventually died. I put him direct away from me and then looked cool at Niall.
"He wouldn't have sex with me!"
Niall grinned and helped me stand up.
"I liked to look at you two."
I was angry, I was disappointed and I couldn't care if he had killed another person.
"Damn, you're crazy!"
I was about to leave the place when Niall grabbed hold of me. He lifted me up in his arms and he penetrated. I understood that he had been horny and he had his hands hard under my butt. I took my arms around his shoulders and felt how he brought me up and down over his member.
"Damn, I just liked it!" he moaned and whimpered. "I just wanted to see!"
I was still angry.
"Never do that again!"
Niall nodded and he pushed me up against a tree. I felt how he pumped straight into me and he moaned loudly. He came quickly and I felt him shaking.
I felt bad. Not because that Niall had killed a man, but because he had let him have sex with me.
"It was an experience." Niall mumbled and didn't understand anything. "It was exciting to see him on top of you and I liked it."
I gave him a cold stare.
"Does it happen again, I leave you!"
Niall became serious and he knew I meant business.
"Okay, I'm sorry!"
"I wont accept your apology. You have to prove you mean it."
The newspapers wrote headlines about the murder. The police suspected the right thing. He had sex with a girl and she had killed him, because of that. Okay, I hadn't killed him, but if I had a knife I would have done the same thing as Niall did. It was a new feeling and I realized I had double standards. I should say no to murder and I wouldn't understand why Niall loved to kill. I told myself that there was a difference with the policeman. He had forced me to have sex with him and he deserved to die. Who knows how many girls he had been with?