fausts_dream

"She said "I'm fine, I'm o.k., cover up your trembling hands"- Fall Down- Toad the Wet Sprocket

"You don't have to sell your body to the night." Roxanne- The Police

Professor,

Such a riddle, little girl lost. So many men have known her, so few know her. We know her, don't we Professor.

Your poems have crossed a line professor. It's shitty imitation Charlie Baudelaire, Professor. Not even in French, French classes up everything doesn't it Professor. (Imagine that, a literate pimp).

You trouble her sleep, Professor. I ease such nightmares. Did she give or sell these panties to you, or did you steal them. She shouldn't have done that, if the former, that's exactly the kind of thing nutcases like you obsess over. Besides, I held them to my face, nothing unique, just like any other woman.

This is your only warning, Professor.

The Pimp

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M. Forspennend

You have helped her in this life. But I am going to escort her into a new one, one where your brutal services will no longer be needed. It's all cutting meat, but you are a butcher and I am a surgeon. I left this letter for you at your mother's house. I trust it finds you well and happy.

I also trust you know this is your sole warning.

Professor G.S

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Professor,

Men like you are her business. She takes her pleasure with women in her personal life. I have been with her, of course, but in order to insure a dogs loyalty you have to feed it. But you don't feed it too frequently or it gets fat and unwilling. I am very willing. The more we correspond, Professor the more convinced I am, that you are her death, and I am yours.

The story is writ by who finds who first. I think the time has come for us to meet. I will bring my black driving gloves and have something for you in my pocket. No, not a firearm, nothing so crude as that. You speak of butchers and surgeons perhaps we will see who's education proves more relevant.

The Pimp
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Detective Oliveira...Amy,

It is awful that you had to shoot both those horrible men. It was surpassing genius how you framed the scene.

Come see me tomorrow night. Your bravery should be rewarded, I know just where to start.

All my love,
Roxanne