THE CONFESSIONS OF A MANIAC DRIVER

An Erotic(?) Story by Incestual Romance  2009, 2010

Keywords for this Story are: teen pt snuff necrophilia 
Humor (sick!!) extreme snuff!! You have been warned.

(DISCLAIMER: This is a FANTASY. It is a fantastic description 
of a dangerous psychopath's frame of mind. I, the Author, am 
TOTALLY against any violence and against such murderous acts 
of the sickest violence towards girls in particular. If you, 
the reader, might somehow be able to view this Story, 
as some sort of an acting manual or something of that kind, 
simply close this file, turn off your computer, take its cord 
off the wall, get out of the house, call a cab to the 
psychiatric institution nearest to your house and 
hospitalize yourself RIGHT NOW. FOR LIFE)

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I believe it had all started off when I was very young, about 
6, or 7 years old, perhaps even a slightest bit earlier than 
that. Back then, in the late '70's, the mentality had 
probably been different than today  the way of thinking had 
been, simply, "how do we make our children take care while 
walking on the roads and crossing them? Let's just show them, 
very clearly and graphically, what had become of sweet little 
kids their age, who failed to act responsibly enough  
for example, in order to prevent their running into the road 
between two parked cars, let's show them a Beautiful, a most 
ADORABLE 7 year old child, with balerina body, big blue eyes 
and sweet red locks, who takes her baby-brother for a walk 
in his carriage and chooses to cross the road  without even 
bothering herself to look anywhere!  right between two such 
parked cars  EXACTLY when a big white van, comes rolling 
there, at percisely the highest velocity legal don't show 
them the actual hit, but put on a very loud scratch and crush 
and crunch sounds and make it absolutely clear, than neither 
baby nor child, could possibly have survived such hit... I'm 
telling ya, NO KID would *EVER* even do as much as DREAM 
about taking *such* a careless step, after watching THAT!!"

And, what will I tell you, buddies  guess they were quite 
right.but of course, that line of educatory short films  
and the one described right above in particular  has had 
quite a different sort of effect, on myself however: I had 
just been lying in bed and replaying, over and over again, 
that most special scene in my mind

The Lovely 7 year old redheady sweety girly girl is wheeling 
her cute tiny baby-brother on the safe side-walk. She loves 
him dearly, you could tell, by the way she stops and 
ooh-so-gently carresses his hair tenderly, her eyes 
a pure show of an endless Love and an immense joy. 
Then, she asks, "you'd love it if we'd now go get us 
some ice-cream right?" and when he laughs back at her, 
she simply turns  and, right between two big parked vans, 
wheels him straight into the road

The white van is approaching!!

The Lovely is starting walking into the road, between 
the two parked vans, without even watching - - -

The white van is comin - - -

and Lovely child, baby and all, are mashed on the asphalt, 
body here, hands there and there and face smashed, under 
the front right wheel, that has just turned it into a totally 
un-identifyable mash, of: skin, hair, saliva, teeth, blood, 
lips and eyes cutie, green-blue eyes, that shall never 
again watch this oh-so-Beautiful a World.

This has been my first-ever, and number ONE most favourite 
Sexual Fantasy, throughout my entire Life ever since.

Not very long after, I had watched a road-safety(?) 
short film back in the movies, a little bit before the main 
film was about to begin  it might have actually been some 
kind of an Artistic cinema, I don't know, I was very little. 
Anyhow, there were a nice, sturdy farm-girl  a real tom-boy, 
big-boned and with two muscular arms,  broad-shoulders and 
blond hair cut very short  sitting with a similarily-built 
middle-aged Woman  her Mother, apparently  and chatting 
cheerfully along, in an apparently-intercity-bus. Suddenly, 
the girl says  in a far deeper and richer voice, than a usual 
girly chit-chat  "Mommy, the driver seems to drive waaaay 
too fast  is it legal here?" and her Mother says "I don't 
know dear, but he seems to know well what he's doing and 
nobody else seems to worry, so"

"What do You think happens to us when we die?" her Daughter 
suddenly asks.

"I don't know, SweetHeart", her Mother shrugs, "we might 
never " and then they get hit, forcefully, by a gigantic 
truck, whose driver didn't have enough time to stop and 
avoid hitting the tourists-bus, driven by a suicidal maniac 
right through a red traffic-light

And next thing we know, the Mother's seems to be dead and 
dismembered and her Daughter alive, but rather dismembered 
as well: No hands, no legs neck broken totally paralized, 
utterly shocked and in a wheel-chair, crying.

I have absolutely no idea, in fact, what the idea behind 
all this had actually been  to stop us from travelling 
in buses? To advise us against wondering about any 
"dangerous stuff", should Satan be listening? To make us 
laugh, sadistically, at the two women's gruesome, belly-
turning fate?

Well  whatever. I know I laugh!!:-)

At another, somewhat later "road-safety" TV program, there was 
a Lovely boy, very very handsome and attractive (with a rather 
feminine look, of a curly brown hair, lots of frecles and very 
soft and gentle facial features), who's got one serious problem: 
he's as confused as hell and does always seem to be doing the 
wrong thing, at any given place and time; and of course, when 
getting to be doing that in the city-street, he is in a very 
accute danger, of getting himself ran over by some passing 
vehicle, simply by wondering into the busy road for no apparent 
reason, crossing *only* in red traffic-light, and so on. So, 
simply in order to try and make her child a little more damn 
focused, his Mother divines a new, pretty radical plan: she will 
walk to a little strall with him and with her newly-born baby = 
his beloved baby-sister, whom he adores and pampers!!  tied 
to her breasts, and with her eyes closed and totally covered, 
in a THICK black scarve, and shall grant him a total, literally 
blind trust: when he'll tell her to stand and wait, safely, 
for the cars to go, she shall BLINDLY obey him with no questions 
whatsoever, just like a robot; and when he'll tell her, it is 
safe to cross  she'll comply just the same. And HOPEfully, 
THAT would cause him to "collect himself" and to concentrate 
enough, in order to keep both her, *and* his beLoved little 
baby-sister alive  and thus, shall aquire enough awareness, 
to keep him from jeopardizing himself in the future, too.

Such had been her plan.

How pitily SAD it was *not* meant to work out!!;-))

They're standing on the sidewalk by the pedestrian crossing, 
in a relatively calm and peaceful street at their quiet, peaceful 
suburb. TOTALLY trusting her son, the grown-up Woman's eyes are 
well blind-folded and totally shut. The street is currently empty 
of any cars, though the sound of some can, very faintly, be heard 
in the remote distance.

The boy concentrates.

"There's a car", he warn his Mommy. "We can't see it but it's 
out there".

Mommy praises her wise son's appropriate caution and keeps 
standing, while gently carressing his head, in her right hand 
and her little baby's, in her left.

A car *is* now approaching. The boy concentrates.

"There's no car", he proclaims. "We can see it but it's 
not there".

Biting her lips, his Mother smiles, Lovingly, at his direction  
and without opening her eyes to look, just starts on walking

RIGHT INFRONT OF THE ARRIVING VEHICLE.

And  the driver could NOT have possibly stopped his car on time


Although he sure as hell *tried*


And this confused boy, is now an orphan. And with no baby-sister, 
too.

I find it funny and arousing.don't you?


So, as you can see  with *such* a watching material as a child, 
is it any wonder, I've grew up to become the guy I am today?


When I was about 11 years of age, I was already having all this 
extremely marvelous stuff rushing through the veins of my 
internal fantasy World at an escalating speeds, while driving 
over lots upon lots of childish softy fantasies  which may be 
okay for some nerdy little girly girl, but *not* for a boy-
turning-Man. And then, I had just accidentally happened to watch 
two more pieces, of devilish ingenuity and bloody mayhem

The horror film, "The Car" was the main one. I mean, just think  
a boy and a girl, a romantic couple so sweeetly inLove 
with one another, riding the bicycles for fun and they are 
so happy and everything is so great and it is Spring and 
there are butterflies and the sweet scent of flowers everywhere 
and they are so much inLove with one another and 

suddenly, out of nowhere, a car arrives  and hits the girl 
to death. INTENTIONALLY.


Please, dear reader, do put yourself in the place of the boy 
for a minute: to lose your One and Only LOVE like that. Just  
like that. One minute, you two were laughing together and 
you adored her fragrance and flowers and butterflies  and 
the next, she is nothing, but a lifeless sheet of dirty, 
blood-covered mess, of flesh, clothes, hair

And it all happened right next to you, right in front of 
your eyes, in a fraction of a second.


YOU HAVE LOST HER. FOREVER.


So, now, do tell me THE SACRED, LIBERATING TRUTH:

Don't you feel aroused??

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Story will continue once I, its Writer, shall find the emotional 
strength within me to do so.

Comments are always very welcome!! dannielqeletti@gmail.com
