1. SOUND ADVICE--Part 1


    Date: 9/22/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Cruelty, Romance, Torture, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 89.9, Source: sexstories.com

    gloves the entire time. It was two in the morning when I strapped my bike to the SUV’s roof and drove off. I dumped the shredded remains from Sheila’s purse into a dumpster behind a strip mall almost ten miles away. The bags of clothes went into receptacles for the Salvation Army and a local shelter for abused women. I left the SUV on a dead end street near the county airport with the windows open and the doors unlocked—the keys lying on the dash and the syringe/curare derivative poorly hidden under the front seat--and rode my bike twelve miles home, arriving around three. Once home I drank the dregs of my drugged coffee. It tasted terrible—cold and bitter after all the hours that had passed since it was made this morning, but it was an essential part of my plan. There was enough of the drug to make me drowsy and unsteady on my feet, but not enough to knock me out if I concentrated on staying awake. I was sure I sounded woozy thirty minutes later when I phoned the police. “My name is Michael McCafferty. My address is 14 Buccaneer Circle in Brewster Hills. I came home from work at Tobin’s Pharmacy tonight and had some coffee my wife made for me. It must have been drugged. I just woke up and my wife is gone. Her closet is almost empty and so is her dresser. I don’t know what’s happened to her. Will you send an officer?” A patrol car arrived about ten minutes later. The officer took one look at me and called for an ambulance. I spent the next day in the hospital where blood was ...
    taken for analysis. Sure enough, there was a powerful opiate in my blood. The police came to interview me that afternoon, but I couldn’t tell them any more than I had in my brief phone call. “Are you aware that Paul Sheridan has also disappeared?” “Paul works for me. One of my technicians phoned yesterday to tell me that he hadn’t shown up for his shift. That’s why I went to work…to cover for him. Do you think the two are related?” “We don’t know for sure. We do know that a delivery truck was outside your house in the morning.” “Yes…I was there then. They had the wrong address so I invited them in to use my county atlas. I think they were there about twenty minutes. It was after that I was called…called about going to work. A pharmacy isn’t any good without a pharmacist present. The techs can do some of the work, but only under the supervision of a licensed pharmacist, like me...or Paul.” “Do you know what kind of car he drives?” “Some kind of SUV…cranberry, I think.” “One of your neighbors saw a car like that in your driveway, but wasn’t sure what time of day it was.” “Was it Mr. Wilson? He suffers from dementia. He probably did see it, but I’m not surprised he can’t recall the time. He has a lot of short-term memory issues.” “All the same, it’s something we have to check out. Umm…Did your wife know Mr. Sheridan?” “Sure…we have social events all the time. All of my employees have been to our house plenty of times. I assume you have people looking for them?” “Yeah…we issued a ...
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