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Julia never liked children. Even
when she was a child herself, she hated her playmates,. Growing up in an
orphanage didn't help matters either. Being in and out of foster homes,
where the foster parents had kids of their own always made for trouble, and
resulted in Julia being sent back.
Her first husband, Mark had make the mistake of trying
to force the issue with her, saying that he wanted a normal life, with normal
kids. It proved in fact to be his last mistake. Three days after
their heated argument, Mark's car mysterious lost it's breaks and tumbled over a
steep country road. He died in the explosion.
Richard, her second husband was a grieving widower.
His wife lost her long battle with cancer and left him stricken with grief.
It was even harder on his kids, Rich and Beckie.
Julia and Richard met at a New Year's Eve party.
When he first saw her, he was awestruck by her beauty, even more awestruck that
she was flirting with him. After all, she was there as the date of one of
his coworkers. Excusing himself, giving the old headache excuse, he headed
to the parking lot. To his surprise, Julia caught on and followed.
Without much of a conversation, the two of them rented a hotel room and started
their torrid relationship off with a bang,
After four months, the two married. Julia wasn't
at all keen on the idea of Richard's kids, but let it go. They were his
kids and she figured she would put up with them. It didn't take long for
them to get under her skin.
Like most kids that have lost a parent, they hated
their new stepmom on first sight, each trying to vie for attention whenever she
was around, especially Beckie. One evening after dinner, Richie and
Julia had an argument. He was so upset that he shouted at her.
"You're not my Mom," he screamed, hoping to get her and his Dad
fighting. But it didn't work. Richard slapped the boy, surprising
him, then sent him to his room. With a huff, Beckie followed.
"I'm sorry about that hunny," Richard told
Julia, his face red with embarasment.
"It's OK Richard," she said, a slight smile
on her lips. "They just need more time to get used to me.
Everything will be fine."
The months wore on and although the house never really
showed signs of the turmoil within it, it was still there. The kids hated
Julia more everyday, but that delighted her. The thought that they would
actually love her made her disgusted. She especially loved it when Richard
would punish them. More than ever when he'd slap one of the kids.
Never once did he take their side of a story. In his eyes, Julia was
always right.
Just before Halloween, Richard's boss told him he had to go on a trip to New
York. A very important client was having some legal difficulties and they
felt he was the best man to sort it out. He felt a bit uncertain as to how
his wife would feel about being alone with the kids for two days, but swallowed
his fear and told her what was going on. "Wonderful," she told
him, her smile catching him by surprise. "I've truly wanted to get
some time alone with them. It'll give us a chance to bond.
Without further worry, Richard left for New York.
As soon as he was gone, Julia plotted her strategy. She had just what the
kids needed. She set off for the mall.
Later that afternoon, the kids came home from school
and found that Julia was out. At least they thought she was. "I
didn't see her upstairs," said Rich, holding a large package in his hand.
"But look what I found on my bed. Dad must've left it before he
left."
"Is that the stupid game with the VR glasses and
the headphones," Beckie asked, turning her attentions to the fridge.
"Yup," he said, reading the attached note.
"Hey, it's from Julia."
"So the bitch thinks she can buy us off now?
Well that might work with you, but not me. I'll never like her. Not
as long as I live."
"Well it doesn't matter who bought it," he
smiled, "I'm goin up to play it now."
Beckie saw that there was a large, strawberry
cheesecake in the fridge. Next to stood a bottle of chocolate milk.
Everyone who knew her, knew that she couldn't resist that combination.
Without another word, she cut a big slice, poured a glass and headed into the
living room. Watching all of this via nannycam in the attic, Julia
shuddered with excitement. Her plan was working just right.
She waited about an hour, then started putting phase
two of her plan into action. Moving quietly, she headed past Rich's room..
As she had expected, he had his fat little body parked in front of the computer,
Vr gear in place. Continuing on, she came to Beckie's room. Slipping
in, she took notice that the sedatives she'd put in the chocolate milk had
worked well. She stood there for a moment, letting her contempt for the
girl build. Then, taking a small plastic bag from her jeans pocket, she
slipped it over her head. Using a pillow, she finished the job. With
such a high dosage of pills in her system, Becky never even struggled.
Rich was another story. Her hatred for him went
straight to the core of her bones. She had often heard him, late at night
in the throws of self induced pleasure. Knowing how he often looked at
her, and the times of his little forrays usually following one of her's and
Richard's noisy pillow romps, she'd figured it out that he was thinking of her.
Thinking of it now made her want to shower, but she continued on to her bedroom
instead.
Choosing one of her husband's expensive putting irons
from their closet, she headed back to Rich's room. As she entered, she
could hear that he had the volume way up on his headphones. She didn't
have to worry that he would hear her.
With a powerful swing, she struck him upside the head,
knocking him out of the chair and across the room. He shrieked, the sound
reminding her of a mouse caught in a glue trap. "What the hell are
you doing?" he cried, his hand going to the bloodied side of his head.
"What did I do? Are you crazy?"
She moved quickly, deciding not to answer him as she
struck his chest with another powerful blow. He tried desperately to back
away, but she had him cornered. With one more blow, she drove the edge of
the club into his skull. Stepping back, there was no doubt in her mind
that he was dead.
She was suddenly struck with the idea that she'd made
no plans to dispose of the bodies. Then an idea dawned on her. She
knew exactly what to do.........
Richard returned home late the next night, the signs of
sleepiness in his eyes. As he entered, Julia rushed out of the living
room, her open robe showing off her sexy, little nighty. "Kids
asleep?" he asked, his eyes on her almost naked body.
"They're asleep all right ," she said,
grinning. "And we have the house all to ourselves."
"Does this mean I'm gettin' really lucky
tonight?" he asked, pulling her close and kissing her hard on the lips.
"Only after you've eaten," she said, a
glimmer in her sultry eyes. "I made you an old family recipe.."
"Really?"
"Yeah," she smiled, "and those kids of
yours were just dyin' to get into it.
THE END
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