Thread: MurderMe.com (AndNich123 and boyo)

A lot of people take it for granted their upbringing. Youre trying to ruin my life, she laughed. I said that a hundred times to my parents. I use to say that when I got married and had kids, I wouldnt be like that to my kids. Thankfully that ship never left the dock. I cant even keep a house plant alive. I put it where it gets the right amount of sun, give it water, never too much, I even talk to the darn things and play music. I always play music, love to, but the darn things keep dying. I guess even when we do everything were suppose to things have a way of going the way theyre going to. Kind of like raising kids. You can try to shove them into this little box that you think they need to be in, for whatever reason, but theyll still out the way theyre going to. Im not saying theres anything wrong with that. Maybe they become people the parents arent proud of. Bad people. Then again maybe, just maybe they turn into nice people. Good people. A man in black who rides a motorcyle, and thats just fine. Molly didnt even look at him as she spoke. She felt like she had made her point. So that was going to be the end of it for her. She knew parents usually did what they thought was best. It didnt mean they were right or even that theyre reasons were. Gabriel had fallen victim to parents who were trying to push him inside the box they wanted him in, but just like her house plants, he did exactly what he was going to do no matter what they did. They didnt give him too much sunlight, too much water, or not enough. They surrounded him with conversation and music, but in the end he became who he was, who he wanted to be, and from where she was, she didnt see anything wrong with that. Ive seen where youve come from, sort of, she smirked. Id like to see where you are now. This estate of yours, she gestured with her fingertips to her chest as she fluttered her eyelashes, Would you still be interested in taking me there? Not hiding her actions, Molly took out her cell phone. She wasnt proud about what she was doing, and deep down she hoped he didnt ask. Google was a good source, and she often used it. Her fingers tapped in the words he had spoken. Quid pro quo. What does that mean? Oh. Here I tought it meant free work. She pressed a button on her phone before returning it to her pocket. After this, if youre interested, Ill show you my home. My family lives close by. Always has. I guess I didnt venture too far away from them. Maybe Ill change that this last month that I have. Depends really. On you. Theres one thing we havent talked about Gabreil. All of this is such a serious subject, but I did say on the website you would be paying for the chance to do this. Im not.I dont want to sound greedy, but..Ive got my reasons, and to be honest..this last month I have, I plan on using some of that money to live. There are things I want to do, and I plan on doing them. Ive always wanted to go to England. Theres someone there I want to see, but thats something Ill get into later. She blushed, unable to contain it. I mean how do I know the car isnt a rental, and this estate isnt real? Im sorry, but there are a lot of sick people out there. How do I know youre not getting off on this somehow with no real intention of being able to afford to do this? These were real concerns for Molly, and she knew there was no way she could say these things without sounding bad. So, she reached out and stopped him from twirling his keys. If youre ready to use these to show me your estate and talk numbers, then by all means, lets go, but Gabriel if this all some kind of game to you, then do us both a favor and tell me now. I plan on doing this, and I have my reasons, but only with someone who is serious and able to provide me with what Im asking for. Can you do that? If you can, fine. Prove it. Show me where you live. Show me more about you, the man in black.