I Can Go Get My Knife

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Bringing the news paper up I read today's headlines.
Two more bodies found. Both the bodies are young women around the age of thirty. Their body were found with the throats slashed open.
Each of the women match the description on the previous seven women; brunette, height ranging from five foot three to five foot six, age thirty or younger.
All of the victims have been found naked. We have to wonder if there's a serial killer in our city. If so what are the police going to do to handle it. The residents deserve to be protected.
That is what the paper is printing for all the world to read. I wonder what details they're leaving out. It's what they do with hold information so when time comes if they catch the killer they won't be a fake just looking for the attention.
The paper lands on the table. Raising my coffee to my mouth I take a sip. I enjoy the taste as it washes over my tongue.
Nothing beats French vanilla iced coffee. Living on the west coast it's it used to be hard to find Dunkin Donuts coffee not anymore. Now they make the little k cup packs the go right in my keurig machine and I'm all set for my daily coffee fix.
Coming originally from the east coast, more specially the New England region, Dunkin Donuts is in my blood. I'll never be a Starbucks kind of girl. If that makes me picky I don't give a shit.
Grabbing my stuff I head out the door. On the agenda today is relaxing time. I have a day off of work so I'm going to make the most of it. A trip down along PCH sounds great to me.
The beach is calling my name. Loading my stuff into my car I'm ready to go. Driving down to the pier doesn't take more than five minutes.
My car is parked in one of the available spots. With my breach bag over my shoulder I shut and lock my doors. I turn this way and that way eyeing the sand for the best spot.
I find it without much effort. It's still early in the morning. Since it's Saturday I had to make sure I got here at the ass crack of dawn so that I'd find a good spot before the beach became too crowded.
Laying my towel out I step out of my shorts. The top is pulled over my head and discarded be side the shorts. Pulling my sunscreen from my bag I spray it on my body.
Once I'm sure it's dry I take my phone from my it's holding spot in my bag. Unlocking it I set my eyes on my kindle app. It pops up with the latest erotic novel. I dive right in.

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