Kate lives in Denver, Colorado
and is enjoying the outdoor lifestyle of Denver. Most people know of Denver as the mile high
city. Despite the high altitude that
people complain about, Denver is an outdoor city as people enjoy mountain
biking and hiking in the summer and skiing and snowboarding in the winter. Due to this, the people in Denver tend to be
in good shape. Kate is no
exception. When she is not enjoying
Denver’s 300 days of sun, she goes to the gym.
She is 5’6” and extremely skinny with long jet black hair. Her slim body
helps her stay limber and flexible as she studies ballet. She is outgoing and goes out for drinks with
a wide variety of friends and has a great eye for good dining in Denver. Despite her good looks, she is intelligent as
she studied at a reputable university and always makes sure to plan memorable
birthdays for her closest friends.
One day she finds herself in a
common environment; the gym. After a
workout focused more on cardio as she would rather have toned muscles than
bulk, she returns home. She doesn’t like
using the showers at the gym so goes into the shower in the privacy of her own
home. Little does she know that although
her home is private, it is not safe on this day.
Jerome Lucas is a 34-year-old
black man. He’s been living in Denver,
Colorado for a little while but is actually from Portland, Oregon. He loves Denver because it was the first city
to legalize recreational marijuana. He
enjoys smoking marijuana without hiding from police and doing it in open areas
and socializing. As his neighborhood is
in a barrio, they are constantly taught by the Democrats that run it that white
people are evil. Watching people like
Maxine Waters and Elizabeth Warren on TV, Jerome believes that white people owe
him something because of slavery. As
slavery was outlawed in the United States in the 1800’s, Lucas has never
experienced slavery nor knew anyone that was a slave. Still though, this solidarity has been
inculcated in him since he was a small child.
Seeing as how he hates white people, he notices one white woman who is
constantly active. He decides he’s going
to follow her. She lives in a nice
neighborhood and he becomes insanely jealous that she lives in a nicer
neighborhood than he does. Among his
neighbors, they talk about how white people get rich off the blood, sweat,
tears and labor of minorities.
Therefore, they are entitled to everything they have. He decides that he hasn’t been with a woman
in a while and he wants one. The
feminist movement has convinced him that women love sex as much as men do. As he’s discussing this with one of his
friends over a joint, the friend says, “Just remember, women are turned on by
being dominated.”
“What do you mean?”
“They like being manhandled. They enjoy being spanked. Ever hear of that shit 50 Shades of Grey? They pretend not to like it but they want you to
take out chains and belts and whip the shit out of them.”
“Was that a white chic in that
book?”
“Hell yea dude. White chics it’s
even better because their skin changes color a lot more than a black girl’s”
“And they call us ‘colored’”
Jerome muttered sarcastically
“I mean, when you slap your hand
on that bright white ass and it starts turning red, it’s amazing. Then as you keep going, it can get brown and
if you hit them hard enough, they’re black just like you. They love it.”
Emboldened by this conversation,
Jerome heads to the woman he’s been following’s house. He waits in her back yard trying to figure a
way inside as he’s not a locksmith and breaking a window may set off an
alarm. Then again, not many people leave
an alarm on when they’re home. This is
why most break ins happen during the day.
Luckily, the woman will come to him.
Kate gets out of the shower
feeling good after her work out. She is
especially happy because it’s March 24 therefore spring is in the air and the
weather is getting nicer. It’s still
kind of cold out but she likes the renewal aura that spring brings. She realizes that her recycling bag is full
so she takes it out and ties the bag.
She carries the bag to her back door that leads to her garage and opens
the sliding door. When she goes outside,
she drops the bag but not because it’s where she leaves her recycling to be
taken to the curb to be picked up. She
is punched in the face forcing her to drop it.
Jerome believes that Kate coming
outside while he was there is a sign that he should carry through with his
plan. Why else would the universe
provide such an excellent opportunity?
He wants the woman to know right off the bat that he’s not messing
around and he’s the dominant one. He
makes a fist and punches her in the face.
He notices the discoloration in Kate’s cheek and realizes that his
friend was right. It is more fun when
you can see the skin change colors so drastically. His fists come repeatedly striking her and
backing her into the house. He closes
the door and ties her down. Kate is
screaming so he removes his shirt and ties it around her mouth securing it
behind her head gagging her. He removes
her pants and underwear and then lowers his boxers and pants as well. He jams himself inside her as his hands slip
under her shirt grabbing her small breasts hard. He ravages her body repeatedly until his body
stops him by exploding semen from his testicles through his shaft and into
Kate‘s birth canal. Kate is disgusted to
have his seed in him but is slightly relieved that it’s over. Jerome pulls his pants up and seems confused
what to do now. He sees the defenseless
and violated Kate restrained and realizes that he can do whatever he
wants. He goes into her purse and takes
out all the cash she has in her wallet.
He then goes through the house collecting jewelry. He goes back to her purse and removes her car
keys. As he frantically tries to think
of his next step, he realizes he needs time to get away. He sees a couch and moves it in front of the door
barricading it. He then walks out the
back and gets in Kate’s car. He starts
it and drives off. Jerome knows one
thing; his time in Denver is over. He
drives the car to Portland and then abandons it to start his life new in a
sanctuary city.
In Arizona, Nouno and Abby are
hanging out in their house. Abby is on
her phone as she normally is. Nouno
never knows if she’s socializing with her mass amounts of friends on social
media or looking for another mission or doing both simultaneously. By mission, Nouno means that he and Abby go
around the country with people who fall through the cracks of our justice system. As Nouno is watching an NBA game, Abby yells
out, “We got a new mission.”
“Where are we going?”
“You’re favorite place;
Portland, Oregon.”
Nouno has family in Portland and
has frequented a lot. Everything about
it annoys him from the militant environmentalists, to the smug people that feign
friendliness but turn to violence in a heartbeat to the slow pace. He perks up and says, “Do I get to kill
ANTIFA members?”
“No, we leave them to the Proud
Boys”
“Damn” he says only half
joking. He wonders if the Portland
Police would be as lenient with him mowing down ANTIFA members as they are with
ANTIFA attacking people they disagree with ideologically with knives, pepper
spray, liquid concrete, and rocks. Then
again, the police do go after the Proud Boys for defending people by attacking
ANTIFA. Although they exist in places
like Philadelphia, they are predominantly in Portland. Abby books them a flight to Portland. They are in luck because Nouno’s cousin is
remodeling his house so everything is covered.
It’s a perfect environment for a murder.
Nouno goes there and settles in with Abby. Technically the house is in Lake Oswego,
which is about a half hour from downtown Portland. Abby is on her phone and said, “Oh look, more
things you love. First you’re in
Portland and AOC is back in the news.”
Abby is speaking with heavy sarcasm.
AOC is Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez
and is a New York representative. She is
a far-left admitted socialist that Nouno despises with a burning passion. Since Abby leans left, she likes her not
really for policy purposes but because it bothers her husband so much. She gets entertained by his little
rants. Nouno responds, “Oh God, what did
that stupid bitch say now?”
“She was at the border in Texas
and says that the border agents were rude to her physically and sexually.”
“Yea she wishes”
“What does that mean?” Abby
declares with annoyance in her voice
“It means that despite being
young, she’s not attractive. That’s
probably why she likes being in congress so much, it’s the only place where she
looks good; when compared with really old people.”
“You weren’t there, you don’t
know”
“There’s no way they’re that
stupid to do it to a sitting United States Congresswoman. I find it very hard to believe”
“She claims they made inmates
drink from the toilet because they refuse to give them water.”
“She probably just says that
because federal prisons have the sinks on top of the toilet”
“Ewww”
“It’s prison, it’s not supposed
to be the five seasons”
“Look there are dumbasses
everywhere. I get catcalled wherever I
go even with professionals and law enforcement.”
“You’re hot and you’re not a
highly recognizable law maker that can personally make their lives a living
hell and not just by lawsuit but because you have access to the awesome data
the government has amassed on us that you could easily access and release.”
“Not all of them have that
power.”
“They know people who do though”
“I’m just saying, you don’t know
so you can’t speak so confidently”
“Did Cortez file a formal
complaint?”
“No” Abby’s tone had now changed
to submissive as she saw where this was going but she wasn’t going to give up
so easily. She continued, “A lot of
women don’t report it because they’re embarrassed and don’t want to relive it.”
“So it embarrasses them to
privately tell a law enforcement professional but not embarrassed enough to
tweet it out on social media to her millions of followers?”
“Whatever, the border is out of
control and it’s Trump’s fault”
“How do you figure? The same people complaining about the border
conditions and overpopulation of the prisons are the same people that denied
there was a crisis a couple months ago.”
“Well…I mean….whatever”
“Whatever happened to Trump
manufactured the crisis because he didn’t get the $ 8 billion he wanted for the
border?”
“You made your point”
“Yet, I think we’re going to
discuss this again.”
“Well, I found Jerome”
“Is that our target?”
“Yes” she said with a
condescending look.
Nouno and Abby go to a bar in
downtown Portland where Jerome is drinking.
Abby goes in and talks with Jerome who, at first, is standoffish. Quickly, Abby uses her charm to enchant
Jerome. As she goes to order a drink,
she stands and bends over letting Jerome look at her perfectly firm round
bottom. Abby has similar characteristics
as Kate except her hair is short and blond.
She has think lips that gloss enticing men. After a drink, she walks out of the bar and
notices Jerome following her. Nouno was
waiting by the door and slipped out when Abby made her move. He was very nervous about using Abby as bait
but with a charming personality and a smile that melted men, she was the
perfect bait. She was only 26-years-old
so still had her young looks. Jerome
followed Abby all the way to the car where he cocked his fist. Nouno grabbed his arm and when she shot
around to face him, Nouno jammed a syringe into his neck and suppressed the
plunger unleashing a sedative into him rendering him unconscious. Abby opened the trunk and Nouno threw Jerome
into the back unceremoniously. When they
got in the car, Abby articulated, “You know, we purposely get him to hit on
me. You can’t blame him for falling for
the bait.”
“I don’t, I blame him for what
he did. He beat, raped and robbed a
woman. That’s why we’re here.”
“Yea, but you seem to put a
little more aggression in this one.”
“I hate rapists, I hate even
more when they can’t stop themselves and keep going. Not enough to rape but beat her
afterwards. Not enough to do that but
need to rob her too. Then he barricades
the door so that it’s harder to get people inside to help her.”
Abby nodded and asked, “So
you’re saying that his following me to the car had nothing to do with it?”
“Of course it does!” he
exclaimed and both Abby and Nouno smiled.
“That was pretty good, you were
almost convincing” Abby mocked.
When Jerome woke up, he was tied
down by plastic. Nouno said, “Hey
asshole, I’m here for revenge for what you did in Denver.”
“What? Who the fuck are
you? I didn’t do anything”
“You stalked a woman, beat her,
gagged her, tied her up, raped her and then robbed her.”
“You got the wrong guy. Man, you white people thing all black people
look alike.”
“Wrong”
“Why are you going after me when
those white dudes in ANTIFA go around attacking people all the time? I mean they beat the fuck out of a gay chink,
why don’t you go after them?”
“He was actually Vietnamese”
Abby inquired, “Who are we
talking about?”
“Andy Ngo, he’s a gay Asian
conservative journalist. He exposed the
barbarity of ANTIFA in videos so when he tried to film them again, they beat
him with bricks, rocks, cements and silly string. They bloodied him up and he was hospitalized
him with a brain bleed.”
Jerome pleaded, “Yea, so let’s
go beat the shit out of white people together. “
“ANTIFA gets attacked by the
Proud Boys, we have to let them take care of it. Or at least try.”
Abby stated, “Yea, there’s
various organizations that fight for his rights”
Nouno frowned and turned to Abby and muttered, “Actually,
there was a woman named Charlotte Climber from the Human Rights Committee that
said Andy Ngo wanted to be beaten and it helped his career so we shouldn’t feel
bad for him.”
“What the fuck? If
that’s human rights, than what’s a violation”
“Exactly”
“Yea, you have these crackers covering their faces not
realizing that everyone can see their hands and foreheads so you know that
almost all them mother fuckers are white.
They go around saying that they’re going to fight back against rich
white people and talk shit about the far-right Neo-NAZI ‘s but they go around
doing the exact same thing and they’re just as fucking white.”
“They are scumbags too.
You still are one and we’re still going to kill you.” Nouno informed him
“Them ANTIFA people beat up that chink because Trump is
meeting with the President of China”
“Once again, Vietnam is not China. Andy is Vietnamese”
“Yea, they’ve been revolting against China so ANTIFA
wants to help China so they send a message to the people revolting”
“Vietnam is not part of
China. You’re thinking of Hong
Kong. They are their own country but China
still governs them a little bit. They
want that to stop. President Trump sees
this as a good time to strike because the revolt is making China weaker, so
they may be more amenable to a new trade deal.
Trump sees weakness so goes in for the kill.”
“Yea, see that’s why, you like
Trump”
“I do, but the protests in Hong
Kong has nothing to do with the beating of Andy Ngo”
Abby screamed, “Why the fuck do
you care about educating this piece of shit?!”
Nouno looks around and
contemplates this and turns to her and stares into her mesmerizing
grayish-green eyes and declares, “You’re right” as he grabs the knife in his
hand and jams it into Jerome’s midsection killing him instantly.
Abby rolls her eyes and
smiles. They dispose of the body in a
nearby crematorium and head back to the house.
Abby says, “You know, I don’t like what you had to say about AOC. Haven’t you heard of the ‘believe women’
movement?”
Both Abby and Nouno grin. Nouno knows she’s baiting him and this time
he’s not going to be fooled. He grabs
her arm and twirls her around so her back is facing him. He wraps his arms around her and grips her
waist and pulls her close as his lips are at her neck. Abby relaxes her body and Nouno jostles her
back and forth playfully. He says
playfully with a smile, “Now you’re in trouble”
“Oh yea, how’s that?”
“You want to annoy me by talking
about that moron, I’m going to talk to you about something she claims to know
but doesn’t. Something you don’t like”
Abby sighs and exclaims, “Oh
come on, no economics”
“But yesterday was Thomas
Sowell’s birthday. He’s like the
greatest economist still living”
“Well, it was also Bobby Bonilla
day”
Abby was an avid baseball fan
but Nouno knew about the greatest deal ever made. Due to a failed investment by the Mets in a
Madoff fund, the Mets have to pay former player Bobby Bonilla a million dollars
every year on July 1st until 2035.
Nouno said, “No no, you’re not going to change the topic. Do you know
that we just broke the record for the largest recovery period in American
history?”
“Yea because of Obama”
“False, after a recession, the
average growth is 4%. This is over the
last 10 recessions but Obama’s was barely more than 2%. This makes it the lowest in post-war history.
“
“Yea I know, I’m just being a
punk” Nouno kissed Abby on the neck as her lips widened. “So Mr. economist, why was Obama so bad?”
“Mostly because he increased the
capital gains taxes which led to weak investment. He raised other taxes too to pay for
ObamaCare so that didn’t help.”
“Bush Sr. raised taxes too. A lot of president’s increased taxes”
Nouno kissed her on the cheek
and explained, “Investment under Obama was 2% of GDP, the average among
president’s since World War II was around 7% of GDP. His taxes targeted investment specifically,
which is what capital gains are, so it had more of an effect. That and the government took over student
loans and got more involved in healthcare so spending skyrocketed too. Given the lower tax revenue despite the tax
increases, it was bad.”
“So why doesn’t your boy Trump
just lower taxes on Capital Gains?”
“There is a rumor he will next
year so that the economy spikes right before the election.”
“There you go.”
“He doesn’t even have to reduce
the rate. He just needs to make it more
common sensical.”
“What do you mean?”
“You have to give me a kiss if
you want to know.”
“You have me trapped talking
about a topic I don’t like, why should I be the one that has to beg?”
Nouno put on a hurt voice and
pouted, “What? You don’t like kissing me?
You don’t feel secure in my arms?”
Abby rolled her eyes and smiled
wide. She turned her head and met
Nouno’s lips with hers. “Of course I
love kissing you silly, now answer the fucking question” she cried out
maintaining a cheery tone
“Right now, you’re taxed on all
your profits from a stock. Let’s say you
bought a stock five years ago for $1,000.
It’s now worth $5,000. You get
taxed on the $4,000”
“That makes sense”
“No it doesn’t because some of
that increase is from inflation. $ 1,000
now is worth less than $1,000 five years ago.
It’s not fair to be taxed on the inflation aspect. So, Trump’s plan is to tax you only on your
profits after you correct for inflation.”
“Wouldn’t that make people sell
their stocks?”
“What do you think people do
when they sell stock?”
Abby sighed and her shoulders
dropped despite the fact that she was already relaxed. She conceded, “Spend it”
“And invest it in other things
and raise the economy”
“But it helps rich people more
than anyone else.”
“Who cares? Those are the ones
that run the companies and employ people.
If they have more money, then they’re more likely to give raises to
their employees, who by extension spend more money on things and contribute to
other businesses”
“There you go with your trickle
down Raeganomics”
‘Yea, it’s only worked every
time it’s been tried.”
“Yea Yea, I know”
“So, if you bring up AOC again
before we get back to Arizona, I’m going to read Thomas Sowell to you.”
Abby laughed and fired back, “Is
that really a threat? You’re not very
scary”
Nouno put on a whiny voice and
responded, “Yea but you are.”
“Don’t worry, I won’t punish you
for this.”
Nouno let go and said, “Thank
You”
Nouno and Abby went to bed and
went back to Arizona in the morning.
Abby didn’t even bother asking why Nouno didn’t want to hang out with
his cousin and his wife. They were
liberals but so was Abby so Nouno wasn’t really bothered by that. What bothered him was his cousin’s in laws
whom they were staying with. He vowed
never to go to their house again and that’s where Nouno’s cousin was staying. They had small kids so it was harder to go
out for dinner. Nouno was just grateful
they let them use their house. Nouno and
Abby went home and went about their daily lives waiting for another case to
arise.
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