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From: Rachael Ross <rache18us@yahoo.com>
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Subject: {ASSM} Charades (rache18us@yahoo.com) M+/F+, Humor, Snuff, Party Games
Date: Thu, 22 May 2003 06:10:05 -0400
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Disclaimer: Mindless gory violence combined with gonzo sex in (very)
short form. Kids - Keep Away. Mom and Dad - I'm sorry I'm capable of
imagining this. But it's your fault. Keep it free, distribute freely,
leave a copy on your copier at work. I wrote this for fun. Don't play
anything like this, cleaning up afterwards is a bitch.

Aug 2001 in Seattle Wa.

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Charades
fiction by rachael


It was a pretty cool party, lot's smoke and coke and things that go
bump in the night. But the party games are always a favorite. Tonight
they were playing charades, movie charades.

Mark went first and he did Robert De Nero from taxi driver. It was
pretty easy and Laura got it right away, so it was her turn.

She said she needed help so she asked her boyfriend Ralphie to be her
charade partner. He was drunk as usual and told her to fuck off
because he was feeling up Betty and her big new boobs. Nobody really
liked Ralphie. Everybody always felt sorry for Laura. Except Betty.

But Laura kept asking him and it was slowing the party down a little
because everybody knew she was the kind of girl who didn't know when
to shut up. She'd mouth off all the time and Ralphie would just beat
her up when they got home. Some people think it's all her fault. Other
people think it's all Ralphie's fault. But I think it takes two to
tango.

Ralphie was getting really pissed off, especially when everybody else
started saying how he should just do it. Betty had her hand in his
pocket but even she finally said "Do it Ralphie, make the bitch
happy."

Ralphie got up and looked at Laura like he wanted to kill her, but he
just spread his arms a little and said "What now?"

Jimmy did the timing and everybody relaxed because Laura was really
good at charades and nobody would have to see her when Ralphie was
kicking her ass later.

"Okay....Go!" Shouted Jimmy.

As soon as he said that Laura hit Ralphie over the head with a beer
bottle. Then she punched him while he was dazed. Blood was running
down his head and into his eyes and he started saying "What the fuck?"

Laura punched him again, right in his big nose. Then she kicked him
really hard in his balls. Nobody said anything except Jill, she's the
really dumb one, but nobody minds because she's so cute when she
talks.

"Oh!...Oh!...Oh! I know! It's...It's...." She looked really sad
because maybe she did know, but now she didn't. Everybody laughed at
her, but they were watching Laura and Ralphie.

She kicked him again as hard as she could and Ralphie spit out a whole
bunch of blood. It was really gross. He fell down and then Laura
started kicking him while he was laying there. 

"How sexy am I now?? Huh? Fucker! How sexy am I now?" She was
screaming at him and Ralphie was groaning and coughing and bleeding
really bad from his busted nose and head. Laura still had the bottle
in her hand and she jumped on Ralphie, landing on his ribs with her
butt. She's kinda got a big one, you know, but nobody complains.

Jimmy said "1 minute." and everybody really put on their thinking caps
because the time was halfway up. 

Laura started stabbing Ralphie with the broken bottle. She was
sticking it in every part of him she could reach; it was really making
a mess. Ralphie was trying to cover his face and body but Laura didn't
care, she just stabbed at him where his hands weren't. Ralphie was
crying a little and trying to ask for help, but nobody moved to do
anything. It was against the rules and Laura would automatically win.

"45 seconds." Jimmy said. "I know what it is too!" But Jimmy couldn't
say because he was the timer and the timer doesn't get to play.

Laura got Ralphie on his back and everybody could see he was cut up
pretty bad. Laura was covered in blood too, it was all over her. Her
hands were covered in red up to her elbows and it was even on her tits
and on her face. She stuck the jagged end of the bottle in his guts
and twisted. Ralphie made really bad noises and everybody covered
their ears. 

Jimmy leaned over to Betty and told her had a surprise for her in his
pocket. "15 seconds to go!"

Laura dragged the broken glass up through Ralphie's body, ripping
through his stomach and up to his lungs and even up to his neck. There
was a "Sccccrrriitghht" kind of sound which everybody agreed was his
breast plate being sawed through. It made people think of school and
chalkboards. Everybody winced.

Jimmy started counting down from 10 and Betty was digging in his
pants, she loves surprises.

Laura swung the sharp edge of the broken bottle across Ralphie's
jugular vein just as Jimmy reached "2...1...Time!!" A big fountain of
blood pumped into Laura's face like a water fountain that was broke.
But it was only a couple spurts, Ralphie had already lost a lot of
blood.

Laura got up and licked her lips. She was covered with Ralphie's blood
from head to foot. She looked really happy. "Well?" She asked
breathlessly looking around the room.

But nobody could guess and finally Jimmy said Laura was the winner.
"It was Natural Born Killers, wasn't it?"

Laura nodded and grinned. "I'm glad you were the timer Jimmy! I think
Ralphie would have killed me if I'd lost!"

Everyone laughed and Laura got to go again. This time it was easy
though. Laura stripped and sat on Ralphie's corpse while she
masturbated with the neck of the broken bottle. Betty got it right
away, it was a scene from Ralphie's favorite porn movie, "Chicks
cumming on dead guys 3", the one he always talked about.

But even though it got guessed right away and it was Betty's turn to
do one, nobody said anything until after Laura had her orgasm. It was
a pretty good scene and everybody clapped at the end.

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