Because she felt sorry...
06-May-99 20:23:23
For the first time in my life I watched a nice looking girl crushing an animal. To be
honoust? For me there is a difference between fantasy and reality.
It happened when I was leaving the office for lunch two days ago. Saying "bye"
to the two girls working at our reception, they immediatly yelled "No wait, we have a
problem!"
They explained to me that there was a mouse caught in a trap just a minute before I walked
by. Giggling and making sounds like "yeagh" and "eaks", they told me
the mouse was still alive. The animal was only injured because it was hit just above it's
tail. "Can you please get the animal away?"
I didn't mind doing that so I took the mouse (still in it's trap) outside on a magazine
and layed it on the ground. Then one of girls came out asking me "What are you going
to do now?" Nothing, I answered, I'll just leave it here.
The girl, 22 yrs old, blond and really nice looking, looked at me and said "No,
that's a horrible dead, the poor thing will be suffering for hours!" Immediatly after
she said this, she placed the sole of her -go go styled-boot above the mouse's head and
looked at me... "I don't like doing this, but if you'll clean up the mess?" I
just moved my head as in yes.
Whithout looking down she then slowly pressed down her boot on the mouse's head. The mouse
was making noises, moving it's legs trying to escape. She looked at me and said
"Damned, I never knew they were so strong?!". After those words she lifted her
other foot from the ground so that her full weight was on the mouse's head. In about a
second there was a "crunch". After that she moved her boot a few times from side
to side (as in putting out a cigarette). Will you please put away the remains? It was
obvious she didn't want to see anything of what she'd done. I did as promised...
Remembering the moment I watched at the crushed head I even now feel my stomach. I know
now, for me it was just the idea...
One thing did excite me in a way... The girl and I walked for several minutes down the
street together. I was going to lunch, she was walking away the "filth" from her
boot. Crazy story isn't it?