The Pervert

I held my breath for the sharp pain, and my tears rolled down my face. Peter walked to me with a sinister smile and squatted in front of me. "Do you want to continue your struggle? Mr. Carroll is dead. Do you want to keep your virgin for him?" He lifted my chin with one hand. "Given this beautiful face, it will be a waste for you to become a widow." "Well, let go." I turned my head and pushed Peter away. Peter stumbled for the push. I tried to escape in a panic, but the smile on Peter's face became bright. "Run! Run on! You will excite me in this way!" This sounded like the lines in the soap dramas! I became excited for your struggle. I felt despaired. Peter must be the legendary killer. He would ra*e his victim and then kill her. I cried while looking for a way out. Peter followed me behind, enjoying this game. Was the window locked too? I shook the handle of the window, and my hope was shattered. Wasn't Peter afraid that a fire would happen? I had no way out, and so did him. Suddenly