Slut Wife
2008-08-25
Love and Confessions (yea I killed the bitch)Written by: Eraste My name is Bill well its William Jones but everyone calls me Bill. I am a thirty year old police officer who wanted in life to find love and be a policeman. I got both of my dreams. I met a woman when I was twenty who was everything I wanted in a woman. She was a beautiful woman with long brown hair and sensual brown eyes. She had an athletic body and a beautiful personality. By the way her name is Jennifer Blank, well Jennifer Jones now. She was eighteen years old. At the time I was kind of out of shape, I smoked; I drank, and had a beer belly so I thought to myself I don’t have a chance in hell with this woman! This was short lived as she ordered her coffee and left the popular coffee shop “Hot” here in Columbus As she left I thought to myself there she goes and she never even saw me. This was in October of 2000. I never thought I would see her again but to my surprise two days later she came back in and ordered the same coffee. This time was different because as she was standing there waiting we made quick eye contact and I felt great and weird inside all at the same time. Like a dumb ass all I did was wave. She surprised me when she waved back as she walked out. I had just graduated the police academy and was working at the Columbus police department so the only difference between this time and last was that I was wearing a uniform. I would like to think however she waved because I did and the uniform had nothing to do with I knew I was going to be on the shift I was on which was 7:00am-5:00pm for the next three months.
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I decided to stop by “Hot” every morning just to see if she would come back in. Sure enough the very next day she walked in and ordered her same coffee which I now know was a German chocolate coffee. This time I gathered some courage stood up, stuck my chest out and approached her. I looked at her and said “hey how are you”? she replied “fine and you”? “fine” I said. So what’s your name I asked. She looked at me stuck her hand out and said “Jennifer and you”, “Bill” I said. So Jennifer do you have time to enjoy some coffee and doughnuts or are you to much in a hurry I asked. Well she said I have ten Surprised is how I felt but happy is what I was. We sat and talked and I even made her laugh a lot. Those ten minutes didn’t last long enough though and we stood up to leave exactly ten minutes later. “well Jennifer” I said I guess I’ll see you tomorrow morning then. With a smile on her face she shook my hand and said “hope so Bill”. She took off and I ran out to my patrol car as I got a call for shots fired on north 8th street. I flipped the lights on and sped off like a bat out of hell. When I arrived on scene there were already eight other cops there and the suspect was in custody.
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I didn’t get any action on the call but I couldn’t stop thinking about Jennifer and our conversation earlier. It was about 12 o’clock and I was getting hungry so I decided to go to Wendy’s. I radioed the dispatch and told her I was going to lunch. I called a police buddy “John” to come have lunch with I had known almost all my life. We grew up together and were in school together since 3rd grade. We both wanted to be policemen and went to the academy at the same time. I told John about Jennifer and he said she sounded like a good girl and that he was happy for me. Little did I know that the lady I liked so much worked across the street at bank of America. We got a call at about 12:40pm from dispatch reporting that a car chase was coming through Columbus and all available units were to intercept deputies from another county and take the lead position. We ran out of Wendy’s and drove like hell to get to the city limits. As we arrived we could see the stolen Chevy and a line of deputies and two state troopers coming down the road. I prepared to intercept as soon as the Chevy drove by I could see three men all holding pistols and shooting at the police. I thought to myself no warning. No one notified dispatch of shots fired or of them being armed, even more weird the police weren’t shooting back. I was in aw.
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I pulled out and John followed and we began chasing the Chevy. The Chevy ran out of gas and slowed to a stop in the middle of the highway. Now we all knew the men were armed so we took up positions and prepared for the worst. One man got out threw his gun and ran to police but the other two decided to fight. The back window was busted so they stuck there pistols out and pulled the trigger. That’s all we were waiting for fourteen policemen and two state troopers were there and we all unloaded a magazine of ammo into the car. I don’t know if I hit either one but the scene was grim. Both had been hit about eight times. They both died on scene. As the adrenaline rushed I looked at my watch to see that it was 12:52pm. The entire thing lasted only twelve minutes. I headed back to the police station to do all the required reports. As I was driving I noticed we had ended up in front of the Wendy’s and bank of America we had just came from. All the employees were standing outside pointing, crying, yelling, and some even laughing. I saw Jennifer standing there pointing at me.
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So I turned my patrol car into the parking lot and pulled up to her.
“Oh my god” she said what the hell is going on Bill? “Calm down Jennifer” I said its ok. We had a chase one guy gave up but the other two tried to fight it out. We talked for about three or four minutes and I said “got to go do some reports see you in the morning girl”. I got to the station saw the chief and filled out my reports. The chief asked “who shot first” “they did sir” I said then all hell broke loose. For the next couple of weeks Jennifer and I would meet at “Hot” at around 7:30am. We would talk, laugh, and have fun for the usual ten minutes. Finally after about two weeks I was going to have about four days off so I asked Jennifer during our “morning time” if she would to do something other than drink coffee and eat doughnuts with me every morning. She said “sure that would be nice”. So on Tuesday November 6th 2002 we went on out first date. We went to a movie and then to a nice dinner at a local Italian restaurant. We spent the whole night talking and really getting to know each other. I took Jennifer home at around 1:00am. We arrived at her house and I walked her to her door.
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She surprised me when she asked “you want to come in and have a drink”? “Yes” I replied and so we went in. We grabbed some corona’s sat on the couch and talked and as we talked and drank we got closer and closer. Finally after about eleven corona’s and two hours we were all over each other. My heart was racing and I wanted to please her so bad. Making a woman orgasm the first time you have sex is more important than anything. We lost total control we went crazy. I ate her pussy and she sucked my dick the classic 69 like Tony tiger says it’s GREAT. I tried my hardest and I made Jennifer cum so hard she actually squirted sweet juices all over me. Amazed and shaking she laid there and said “don’t touch me”. I then knew I had done the deed and she was Jennifer and I continued to date for about another three months. I can’t explain in words the feelings I get from her. She came into my life at a good time and I was literally the happiest guy on the planet. I had my dream job and dream girl. I asked Jennifer to marry me on March 13th 2001. This date was special as it was also my mother Tammy’s birthday.
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We got married on July 12th 2001. The day after my 21st birthday. We had a beautiful wedding and went to Germany for our honeymoon. Since we have been married Jennifer and I had a son who we named after me: William Jones jr. We enjoyed being new parents and had a lot of fun playing with William Jr. I even changed shitty diapers. I was so in love. Jennifer and I were into each other and our love was stronger than it ever was. I was still a policeman making roughly 30k a year and she was a loan officer at Bank of America making something like 60k a year with commission. We were doing great we had no debt. Cars were all paid off the house only had ten more years on the loan. We weren’t desperate for anything. Then in late June 2003 something terrible happened. I was working night shift so I got off at 7:00am and slept most of the day while Jennifer would be at work. She got off at around 4:30pm and I had to be at work at 9:00pm.
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So we had about four hours together before I had to go. This was normal though because at the department we changed shifts every three months as I said before. One morning after work I went by the store on the way home I had gotten off a little early. It was about 6:50am so I decided to go home and surprise Jennifer as she was getting ready for work. When I got there all looked normal until I walked into the house. I heard moans and strange noises coming from William Jr’s room. Thinking little William was hurting or sick I walked through the living room but then I noticed him lying on the couch sleeping. I feared the worst and when I opened the door to my son’s room my life flashed before my eyes as I saw Jennifer on top of my best friend John. I can’t explain the pain I felt as my wife looked at me as she had an orgasm and I watched my wife fuck my best friend. When he noticed me he jumped. I already had my pistol out and without thinking I pulled the trigger until the gun was empty. I dropped to my knees and looked at what I had done and then looked at my son. I had a million things running through my head. “What went wrong” I kept asking myself. “Why”! Was she not happy? Did that son of a bitch seduce her? Were they drunk? I acted before thinking and already I could hear the police sirens responding to shots fired at my house.
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The dispatcher kept trying to reach me on my radio but I couldn’t move. I couldn’t answer. My son was awake crying, yelling, the police ran in guns drawn and then just stopped and looked in aw. They handcuffed me and took my son away. In five seconds I lost everything that ever meant anything to me.
I was tried and convicted of two counts of murder, one count of child endangerment, and fifteen counts of discharging a firearm within city limits. The jury and judge said it was a crime of passion and I wasn’t myself. So instead of death or life in prison I lost my world, life, job, and freedom for five years. I got five years for my actions that day. My son was taken into custody by the state. My mother took temporary custody of him and here I am now sitting in prison still trying to figure out what the hell happened. Do I believe what I did was right? I can’t say. Love is a powerful thing and when Jennifer took that from me she took my world. Would I do it again? Or would I not have done it? I can’t say. I would have to be put in that situation.
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No one can say how they would react until they have been there. The police academy and life can teach you a lot but not how to control thoughts and emotions. Since I have been in prison I have gotten to see my son only three times. He was adopted by foster parents about three weeks after I got locked up. The people he is living with won’t bring him to see me, and when I get out I will have to fight for at least visitation rights. Even if I could see him only once a month that would be better than not at all. I love him and he knows what I did and he knows what I did was wrong. I hope he loves me and can understand the circumstances. I was asked and asked why did you do it? What were you thinking? To this day all I can still say is I don’t know. That day I fired my pistol without thinking and still don’t actually remember all of the events. I was thinking about a lot of things when I did it. Why? What went wrong? Why me? Was it me? But I never thought what should I do? I just reacted. It was almost instinctual the way I reacted. It was like I was programmed to do it. I can remember pointing the gun but thinking different things in my head.
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It was like I pointed and fired but was thinking about life and other things. I just pulled the damn trigger automatically! They called it emotional distress syndrome. It was superficial thought. In other words I was temporarily crazy.
I’ve been in prison for almost my entire sentence. I have three days left. I know that my life will never be the same. I can never be a police officer and I’ll never have full custody of my son. What are the prices you must pay for true love? These days and especially in America one will never know. Did prison change me? No all prison did was give me time to think about what I did. Of all the people I put in jail I now know why they become repeat offenders. All you have in prison is time, time to think about what you did, time to think of why you got caught, and time to think of how you could have gotten away with it. The prison system I was in is a joke. Yea you have to follow directions and shit but you get three hot meals a day a place to sleep and no rent. There are no laws or rules with inmates in prison so you’re on your own.
This is what makes inmates stronger and fearless because we have been all the way down and saw shit people will never see in there lives. So never think it can’t happen to you because it fucking can. Women are evil creatures but its man’s fault. All the years we spent cheating and romancing women while we were married or were in relationships is coming back to bite us men in the ass. So if she decides to go out with a girlfriend or relative you have never met or heard of, she is nine times out of ten fucking some one else. Then you will have to make a decision as I did… what will YOU do? Will you walk away or will you react as I did? Automatically and almost against your will is what it will feel like. Women do not realize that they affect there men in a lot of different ways. We don’t get jealous because we don’t trust you it’s because we don’t trust the other person. You could be the best woman in the world faithful, loving, caring, and all that other mushy stuff but if some jerk wad talks some game and makes you feel all good inside and promises you things he cant deliver just to get some pussy can you resist? Or would you fall for it and risk getting caught and losing your life, everything you’ve worked for, kids, etc? Would you give up everything in your life for a one night stand? That is what women should think about when they are out with “girlfriends” doing there girl stuff without the guys. Just think about this: Yes she needs friends and yes she needs to have fun but at what cost? No it’s not always the woman’s fault. What would a woman do if she caught her husband with another woman? Do you think a woman would react as I did? Or do you think they would be more subtle about it? It is mans fault in one way but women’s fault in another. Since the beginning of time women were deceivers. Remember Adam and Eve? If she wouldn’t have eaten that apple and tricked Adam into eating it we would all still run around butt naked and not think it was weird. Men on the other hand started a little later I believe. When men discovered power, money, and fame what usually comes along with those things? Many many women.
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So then men use this to get other women. In all reality it’s a revolving cycle. So all I am saying is think a little about life. Think about what you want and what price you are willing to pay. No one can predict emotional reactions. So if your going to cheat or do something stupid break up or risk getting killed over one peace of ass.
This is my first story post all comments are welcome especially constructive criticism. .
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