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Subject: {ASSM} Jenni by Laura Lynn Davis, Rape, murder, execution
Date: Sat,  5 Jan 2002 19:10:07 -0500
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Jenni by Laura Lynn Davis, Rape, murder, execution
Copyright 2002


        I could've lied in court and said it was all Bill's doing, that I 
was under his influence, that I had no responsibility for what happened.  
After all, he was 21 and I was just 14.  I could have sat there on the 
witness stand in a demure outfit and said, "No, sir, I did't go with him 
voluntarily.  He kidnapped me and raped me and told me he'd kill me if I 
didn't do exactly what he told me to do."

	But the truth is that I did just what I wanted to do.  I let him pick me up 
and fuck me and then I ran away with him.  And when he pulled a gun on that 
couple outside the restaurant I was right there with him.  We forced them 
into the trunk of their car and took off.

	An hour later, in a deserted stretch of woods just off the interstate we 
stopped and got them out of the trunk.  Bill tied the guy to a tree and made 
him watch while Bill raped the wife.  She was a redhead, a pretty woman in 
her late twenties.  She was on her knees, begging for her life, when I cut 
her throat.  I felt the power as I watched the light go out of her eyes.

	We did six robberies in the next four days and killed seven people.  The 
supreme moment came when we took the pregnant bitch into the woods and took 
turns with her.  Bill fucked her in the ass while she sobbed and cried.  
Then I made her go down on me while Bill disposed of her husband.  She 
wasn't very good but I enjoyed having her lick me.  When I realized I wasn't 
going to come I shot her in the head and walked away.

	They caught us a day later.  Bill was killed during the fight and I was 
slightly wounded.  My trial didn't start for nearly a year and I was almost 
sixteen when they convicted me on all counts.  I remember sitting in the 
interview room with my lawyer, Stella, when she gave me the bad news.  
"They've recommended the death penalty, Sara."

	I shrugged.  "I expected it.  It's better than spending my life in prison.  
I'm too small to defend myself.  I spend my life on my knees, eating pussy."

	Stella tried not to look shocked but I could tell that she was.  She was a 
pretty blonde, just out of law school and really out of her depth.  I 
smiled.  "Too bad we didn't run into you out there on the road.  I'd have 
loved doing you while you begged."

	She pushed her chair back and rushed to the door, banging on it so the 
guard would let her out.  I laughed as she disappeared from view.  I'd said 
it to shock her but it was the truth.  I'd passed the time in court by 
fantasizing about how she'd look on her knees, naked, begging for her life.

	She was right.  The jury recommended the death penalty and the judge 
agreed.  I stood up in court the day before my sixteenth birthday and 
listened to him sentence me to death.  Since I had a choice I chose to hang. 
  The idea of a firing squad scared the shit out of me.

	My appeals lasted for almost three years.  Stella stuck with me all the 
way.  Mostly, I think, because she wanted to see me die so she'd know she 
was safe and would be able to sleep at night again.

	Tomorrow's the day.  They're going to take me out of my cell shortly after 
five a.m. and walk me down to the courtyard.  As a last measure of revenge, 
and humiliation, they're going to strip me naked before they hang me.  The 
joke's on them.  Hanging naked has been a fantasy of mine since shortly 
after I was arrested.

====================================================================

	The above was written by Jenni Jameson shortly before her execution.  I'm 
Stella Bryant, her attorney.  I was her only invited witness.  I was sitting 
on a folding chair with a dozen other witnesses when they brought Jenni out 
into the courtyard.

	She was dressed in a denim jumper and looked like a demure school girl.  
Her hair had been cropped short, making her look sixteen again.  They 
stopped her as soon as the door was closed and made her strip.  Then they 
handcuffed her wrists beind her back and marched her to the gallows.

	Jenni was a small girl, barely 5' 3", and she weighed no more than 105 
pounds.  She mounted the steps bravely but struggled briefly as they put the 
hood over her head.  It wasn't that she was afraid to die, she was 
claustrophobic and the hood terrified her.

	The executioner slipped the noose over her head and adjusted it around her 
slender neck.  When the trap door opened she dropped through and I heard her 
neck snap.  Her body jumped and twisted but she was already dead.

The End



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