Crazy!
Slowly, the attractive blond pulled into the drive of her suburban home and got out of the car, placing her high heeled shoes to the pavement, the woman finally going into the structure where she tossed her briefcase to the sofa and walked into the bathroom, pulling down her blue skirt followed by her panties, taking a piss afterward. Finished, she pulled her clothes back in place, washed her hands, and then entered the bedroom, taking everything off, going into a well fitting T-shirt, jeans, and a pair of black western boots, her blond hair raised to the top of her head.
Going out to the kitchen, Jane fired up a cigarette and made herself a cup of coffee. After the black brew was ready to drink, she poured herself a cup and then strolled out to the livingroom, parking her nice ass to the couch, drinking some of the coffee in the process. However, over from the yard next door, she heard a dog bark.
" FUCK!", exclaimed Jane to herself, pounding her free hand to the livingroom's table, saying more to her own ears, " That fucken dog's been barking all the time...I told that mother fucker over and over to keep his shit mutt quiet...damn that bastard!"
Pissed off, Jane ventured back to the kitchen, going over to the window, and then yelled over to the other guy's yard, screaming at the dog, " SHUT THE FUCK UP...YOU SHIT ANIMAL...SHUT UP!!"
" Oh...it ain't that bad...you'll live.", said a guy's voice, her neighbor just stepping outside into his yard.
" Yea..., but you ain't gonna live much longer if you don't keep that fucken animal quite."
" Don't threaten me...you bitch!"
" Fuck you...asshole...why don't you move!"
" If you don't like it here...why don't you move?"
Really frustrated now, Jane put down her coffee cup and went to her side door that lead out to her drive way, finally stepping outside, her drive up against the fence separating her place from his. She then yelled out, " Hey you bastard..., why don't you drop dead and go to hell!"
" You go to hell...and before you do that...suck my dick!"
" Why don't you suck an exhaust pipe?"
" I don't have to take you shit, lady!"
" You're the one who dishes it out...your fucken dog makes too much noise...I asked you before a number of times...you did nothing about it."
" I got the right to have a dog."
" And I got the right to have peace and quiet."
While the two argued back and forth, the dog kept barking and barking, doing it over and over, it was as if the creature was 'mocking' her, making her go 'nuts', causing her to reach down, pick up some dirt, and throw it at the animal.
" Hey...don't throw that at my dog...you whore..., take this!"
The guy bent down himself and grabbed some dirt from his yard, and then threw it at her car.
" You bastard!"
" Well...you threw dirt at my dog first!"
" Your dog is a piece of dirt!"
" You're car's a piece of dirt!"
" Yea...and you probably fuck your dog...you ugly creep...why don't you get a girlfriend?"
Laughing now, the man replied, " Hey...like I said before...you can suck my dick..., I guess that would then kind of make you my girl friend then..., right?"
" Ha, ha...very funny, asshole..., go to hell!"
" Here, bitch...this is for you...you can have this!", said the man as he walked over to the edge of his house and picked up a garden hose after which he turned on the spigot and aimed the hose at Jane, spraying her with water, mocking her the whole time.
“ YOU FUCK...YOU FUCKEN CREEP...I’LL GET YOU FOR THAT!”
Quickly, Jane went back inside and rushed to the bedroom where she opened the bottom dresser drawer and reached under some clothes, removing a pistol. The gun in hand, the woman returned to the side door and looked outside, realizing that no one else was around, only the dog and her neighbor. As a result, the angry woman went back outside and approached the guy, aiming the gun at him, saying, “ Ok fuck head...you asked for it..., now take hold of your shit dog and then open this gate and let me in your yard.”
His hands up, the surprised man said, “ Ok, ok..., lady...ok...please..., take it easy!”
“ Do as I say or you’re dead.”
“ Ok...ok!”
He did as she ordered, taking hold of the dog’s collar and opened the gate, allowing Jane to enter when she next told him to enter his house which he did, Jane going inside after him, keeping a safe distance between herself and the man. When all “three” of them were in his livignroom, Jane took a seat on the sofa and said, “ Go with your dog over there to that corner.”
“ OK.”
After the guy stood far off to one side of the room, Jane looked down at the livingroom table, seeing a brass candle holder. She picked it up and tossed it over to the guy, saying, “ Use this to bash your dog’s head in.”
“ What?”
“ You heard...bash the fucken mutt’s head in!”
“ But that’s my dog.”
“ I know...that’s why I want you to kill it...I hate that fucken thing!”
“ Please...let’s settle this some other way.”
“ No...kill the dog.”
“ Please...I don’t wanna kill my dog.”
She raised the gun a little higher and said, “ Ok...then I’ll just have to kill you.”
“ C’mon..., I’m sorry...I didn’t mean to spray you with water.”
“ Then why did you do it? You did it on purpose!”
“ It just happened...c’mon...we don’t have to do this!”
“ Beat the dog to death.”
“ Please!”
Jane stood up and said,, “ Kill the dog now or I’ll shoot you.”
Reluctantly, the man raised the brass object with a look of sadness in his eyes and then quickly brought it down, hurting the animal for a moment when it next started to attack its owner!
“ HIT IT AGAIN...DO IT!”, yelled Jane.
“ OK...OK!”, answered the guy, struggling with the creature, the dog biting into his left arm.
The man went at it, striking his pet over and over until blood poured down the dog’s face!
“ Good...that’s perfect...good..., kill that fucken animal!”, remarked Jane.
After a few more hits, the dog went limb and fell over to the floor.
By this time, the man’s fear turned to anger, causing him to say, “ Ok..., lady...you happy now?”
“ Oh yea...I’m real happy!”
“ Then get the hell outta here...get outta my house!”
“ I see...you’re getting tough again.”
“ You got what you want...my dog’s dead!”
“ But what am I gonna do about you?”
“ What do you mean?”
“ You’re probably gonna call the cops after I leave.”
“ No I won’t.”
“ Yea...right!”
“ Just leave.”
“ Get on all fours...now..., down on the floor!”
“ Down on the floor?”
“ Yea...do it now.”
Fear returning, the man went down to his hands and knees, looking over at her.
“ Ha, ha...now you’re a dog yourself!”
“ C’mon...stop this!”
“ Bark...start barking like a dog...that’s what you are!”
Since she had the gun still aimed at him, the man started barking, making dog sounds, “ WOOF WOOF WOOF!”
“ You sound like a real dog...ha, ha..., keep doing it!”
“WOOF WOOF WOOF!”
He went on with the “barking” a few more times as she continued to make fun of him. However, the man’s anger returned and really got the better of him, causing him to suddenly jump up and race toward her, screaming, “ YOU FUCKEN BITCH...YOU WHORE...I’LL KILL YOU!”
Frightened by his sudden move, the lady pulled back at the trigger, shooting him in the chest after which he held himself and then fell back to the floor, a whole bunch of blood gushing from his body!
“SHIT!”, exclaimed Jane, “...SHIT...WHY THE FUCK DID YOU HAVE TO DO THAT...I DIDN’T MEAN TO REALLY WANNA KILL YOU..., FUCK!”
“ PLEASE...CALL AN AMBULANCE...PLEASE!”, begged the man.
Not knowing what to do, Jane “lost it” and got scared, shooting him again, this time killing him! Knowing that someone most probably heard the shots, Jane quickly left his house and got into her car, driving away as fast as she could, leaving everything behind, hoping she could somehow get away with her crime.
The End