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 **Shortcut to Death**

   Inez waved to her friends as she left class and started her way home.

   "I'll be at your house at six, Nezzy!" Her redheaded friend shouted as
she opened the main doors.  Inez waved back, to confirm that she heard.

   Inez stepped onto the sidewalk and started on her usual route home.  Her
waist-length black hair and grey skirt blew around lightly in the breeze,
and attracted all sort of attention from boys and men as she walked past.
She found herself lost in thought and failed to notice the man following in
a distant.

   Inez decided to take her usual shortcut through an alley between the
general store and the Mexican restaurant.  It was narrow, long, and mostly
empty, but it always cut her walking-time by fifteen minutes.  After taking
this shortcut for three years, she never worried about anything bad
happening.

   Her daydreaming abruptly ended when someone struck her hard in the back,
knocking the wind out of her lungs, and nearly sent her sprawling to the
ground.  Before she could even respond an arm wrapped around her waist hard
and then a sausage-like hand fell over her mouth.

   The heavy body now holding her forced her to the ground, the hand around
her waist removed itself; she couldn't move with the weight on top of her.
Another hand appeared in front of her, holding a hunting knife two inches
from her eyes.

   "See that?  If you scream or fight I will hurt you bad.  Understood?" He
growled.

   She shook her head, and noticed that tears were welling up in her eyes.
The man took his hand from her mouth and, despite the overwhelming urge to
do so, she didn't scream.  She only managed to sqeak, "please don't hurt
me," and then she started sobbing and shaking.

   The man lifted his weight off of her slightly.  Then she felt him raise
her skirt and use the knife to cut off her panties.

   "Please no," Inez squeaked.

   He ignored her please, unzipped his jeans, and pulled out his cock.  An
audible gasp escaped her lips as his member touched her hairless slit, and
she let out a sharp squeak when it pushed through.  He felt a trickle of
blood and heard an even louder, sharper squeak when his cock broke through
her hymen and buried itself deep into her tight hole.

   He thrust his shaft in and out of her virgin pussy, getting deeper with
each thrust, until the head of his cock struck her cervix.  With each
increase in depth or speed Inez let out sharper and louder moans, a few
times causing the man to remind her to "be quiet or else."

   As soon as her assailant felt he couldn't hold it any longer he clenched
the blade of the knife.  With one hand he grabbed her hair and pulled her
hair back.

   "I thought you were just...  aughlugh." He sunk the blade deep into the
teen's soft throat and tore a large gash from one side to the other.  She
tried to scream, but only managed to gurgle as blood spilled from her
mouth.

   The man laid the knife on the ground and continued to fuck Inez's dying
cunt, this time showing no restraint.  He placed both hands under her
blouse, pushed her bra up, and held onto her small, firm breasts.

   Just as the man's seed sprayed into her womb, Inez's consciousness
faded. By the time the last strings of cum left his cock she was dead.

   He removed his member from the poor teen's cooling womanhood and zipped
up his pants, and left the cum-oozing corpse to be found the early the next
morning by the search party.