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    Breathe- Chapter 10

    Story written on July 22, 2005 by Sox1.
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    Read all about it: He won’t make that mistake again

    He thought of her sensitive nipples brushing the cotton fabric and he had almost done it. He had been thinking about what it would be like to really struggle with one of his stories, and still have the ending turn out just as he had written.

    He licked his lips as she reached in the closet for a jacket and he was inches from seizing her wrist and changing the face of news one week early. And, then she was gone.

    He had patched the hole and stayed outside to see the roommate return home. Right on time he thought, as he made another entry in his notebook.

    Their schedules had not varied by more than 5-6 minutes for three solid weeks. Obviously, these two had not seen the college safety films that encouraged women to alternate there schedules. You could almost set a watch by these two, he thought.

    That was until the day he filed his story. He had done the prep work and figured she was starting to feel pretty drowsy. He was in the closet having pulled the putty from the hole, when he heard her enter the room.

    Right on time, he thought as he looked at the florescent green lights of his watch. Just like before, she reached in the closet to retrieve a jacket. His hands were inches from her wrist, but this time he seized her arm.

    They didn’t realize it, but that very moment was the actual time of death. If his grip was strong, they always startled and hesitated, and that gave him the upper hand he never relinquished.

    Pushing the clothing aside, he forced his weight into her and usually that was enough to knock her off her feet. But, not this time. She staggered backwards, but didn’t fall.

    Suddenly, he noticed the dark hair.

    Anger flooded him as he realized all that preparation, all that detailed research, all that planning, and the wrong lead had just walked into his story.

    He made the best of things, but he was angry. She had ruined everything and now she acted like it was his fault.

    She bit and scratched and even tried to hit him with a lamp. When it was over he found his anger hadn’t subsided. He didn’t get any release thinking about the stories that would be written about her, about him, about them.

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    1. Sox1 – Heard earlier today how long you were up last night then the site went to sleep. Anyway – I like this story evry much. Please post a wee bit more :P

    2. If you are not published yet, you will be after you submit this story, changing the names of course. It is compelling, tender, mysterious, romantic. It is all that you need to make a good book! Thanks for posting this additional chapter so soon.

    6. damm, this is fucking awesome, so he kills for his stories gotta love it, surprised he didn’t follow them to the house, I hope bette has some high tech things at her house.

    7. This is an amazing story. I love the dreamlike feel and the heightened emotions, both B and T slightly out of control, falling in love surrounded by dark circumstances. It’s romantic and dangerous. Really wonderful fic.

    8. Sox I have finally caught up with all of the chapters.This is a great story.I love mysteries myself.Glad to see you post here.I lurk over at TWOP and I enjoy your coments.Keep up the great work.

    11. I most definitely have to agree with Hopeful . this is, without a doubt, page turning book material. Even though
      you work in education (I think) you could have a career in this field if you wanted one … thanx for this great story –

    13. Really like this story and am eagerly awaiting the next chapters. Are you from Seattle? I am also in the aea and it is fun to have familiar names in the story.

    14. I have been reading your story from the beginning and I must say that it is very compelling. This particular POV is both chilling and insightful. Very foreboding. The details that you provide from the investigative , victim’s and the killer’s side is done perfectly, not too much information to muddy things up.

      I guess what does not kill them will only make them stronger?

    15. soxy this is damn good stuff. stories that lived alone. wow what a freak. wonder what those things are he needs to do *wringing hands*. going off to read next one.

    17. So its a guy. And to think T.K was so close to be being killed, creepy to think he was in her room. Again Sox, you are a super talented writer and thanks for sharing you skill with us.

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