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書 名 | ／ | Stone Shadow |
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| Author／Rex Miller | ||||
| 発行／ereads．com | ||||
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Rex Miller
Rex Miller has had many different jobs and several obsessions． He has been a radio broadcaster， done voiceovers and announcing for nation-wide radio and television programs． Mr． Miller&#{};s obsessions have also proved fruitful， and he is considered one of America&#{};s most knowledgeable authorities on popular culture memorabilia and the culture of nostalgia in general． His many novels include Slob， Stone Shadow， and the Eichord Saga， which deals with the ongoing battle between Good and Evil．
Stone Shadow draws you inevitably against your will， into the mind of serial killer Daniel Bunkowski， also known as ”Chaingang，” a brutal rapist and torturer of women． A captive victim fortunate enough to escape his deadly clutches brings his twisted games to the attention of detective Jack Eichord． Now Eichord must solve a case that forces him to confront the hellish nightmare psyche of a serial killer while struggling with his own， all-too-fallible nature．
South Dallas
”You like that？” the man asked her．
”Mmmm．” Incongruously， in the back of her mind she recognized ”The Lady
from Brazil” playing over his radio that he’d brought down into the
basement with him． Their romantic accompaniment， she thought．
”Answer，” he commanded．
”Yes．” Tania Maria is the artist’s name， she thought， fighting to keep
herself in check．
”Don’t talk so forcefully． You know I don’t go for that．” He hurt her a
little to emphasize his words．
”I’m sorry，” she whispered．
”Now． Try it again． There． You like that-- huh？”
”Yeah．”
”Okay． You’ve already forgotten what I just told you two seconds ago．
You ain’t the smartest cookie ever drew a breath， are you？ Eh？”
”No．”
”No WHAT？”
”No， I’m not the smartest cookie that ever drew a breath．”
”What a fuckin’ GENIUS．” He laughed． ”I LOVE it． Damn． Okay． Now． When I
ask-you-if-you-like-it”-- he squeezed her breasts roughly， his arms
coming around her from behind， reaching under her arms and cupping her
large breasts， kneading them in tempo as he spoke， turning himself on at
her helplessness-- ”I want you to tell me． I want you to say， ’YES， I
like it． I like for you to squeeze my big， juicy melons．’ You think you
can remember that？”
”Yes．”
”Say it”-- he squeezed hard， hurting her this time-- ”goddamn you．”
”I like it． I like for you to squeeze my big， juicy melons．”
”Like this？”
”Ahh，” she cried out in pain as he squeezed her breast， crying out more
than the degree of pain called for， knowing how he got off on it， and
then making a little whimpering， keening noise that he liked．
”Yeah，” he said hoarsely， ”you go for that， don’t you？ Oh， yes．” He was
touching her now．
She fought to keep herself on course． She tried to whimper convincingly
and not recoil from the unwanted intimacy of his hand．
”You’re so wet． Damn． You want to beg for some of ole Sly？”
”Yes． Please． I beg you give me some of old Sly．”
”Uh huh． A nice soft whispery voice． That’s the way I like for you to
beg for it．” He was touching her roughly below． The first two fingers of
his right hand going in and out， plumbing her over and over， in and out，
and then his hand was out of her and she could feel him doing something．
”Now，” he said， ”let’s beg for him nice．”
”Come on， Sly， please． I beg for you． Please． I want you so bad．” She
fought to keep the hatred and ice out of her voice．
”Ole Sly gonna make you sit up and beg．”
”Oh，” she said as he thrust his erection in．
”That’s what I like about fuckin’ you doggie-style， bitch， I don’t have
to even guide ole Sly in． He just sorta fits in there himself， don’t
he？”
”Yes． He feels so good，” she lied as he banged up against her．
”Yeah． I know， baby．” He cupped her left breast， his right hand on her
right hip as he drilled her． Her breast was getting sore from his
squeezing． It had been a nightmare． She’d been his captive for over
three weeks now． He’d abducted her in a Dallas shopping center． In broad
daylight， he’d said later， and you were the broad． He was some joker．
”Oh，” she let out an audible moan of simulated ecstasy． In the weeks of
captivity she’d learned survival skills． She’d even had a menstrual
period while she was chained up， and he’d whipped her for it and made
her take him in her mouth until she gagged． Forcing her to give him head
for hours．
Her name was Donna．
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