\u201cOr maybe you are the reckless ones here. YOU take me in your car without knowing who I am! Who knows, maybe I\u2019m a serial killer roaming the roads of the USA, and you two are my next targets.\u201d<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\nBut in reality I am on my guard. I check if the back doors have been locked and I start to wonder how the hell I\u2019m going to get out of here. Especially as Tommy responds to my joke by muttering that if I want to go after his wife, it will be over his dead body!<\/p>\n
Kelly finally moves on to another topic of conversation, totally normal this time, and we pull up in front of what I imagine is their house. Kelly and Tommy definitely make me go through all sorts of emotions, laughing, questioning, fearing, doubting\u2026<\/p>\n
I have to say I\u2019m a bit hesitant to get out of the car and enter the house with them. Should I leave instead? I\u2019m pretty much in the middle of nowhere though. I could walk forever and who knows what I could come across.. I\u2019m pretty sure there are alligators everywhere in this fucking bayou! So I decide to enter the house and be on my guard.<\/p>\n
I admit I wasn\u2019t expecting such a house. It is spacious, high-ceilinged, four large Roman columns are in the middle of the entrance hall that gives on an open living room\/open kitchen, and other areas of the house and corridors. The decoration is, in my opinion, in very bad taste though. I go to the toilet real quick and get my phone to check a map and see where I am exactly. Battery is dead. Fuck it.<\/p>\n
We sit in the living room and Tommy pulls out a magnum of Grey Goose. The vibe gets lighter, more relax, and Kelly and Tommy no longer seem threatening at all. But while we are talking, I keep observing them carefully and wonder what the hell I am doing here. I mean, when I jumped into their car, I assumed we would go to another bar or party, but never thought they would be taking me to their place, alone. So what are the options? I can think of two. Either they have brought me here to spice up their sex life. Or they are truly crazy, I have to take Kelly\u2019s threat seriously, and they intend to turn their living room\/kitchen into a butcher shop. I need to know for sure and I try a few things to make it easy for them to reveal why they have taken me to their place. After all, the sexual option would have the merit of excluding the murder one, which would definitely be a relief. In vain. Perhaps my allusions are too subtle, not direct enough. But I don\u2019t want to be too direct and let Tommy know that I would like to fuck his wife. Who knows how he would react? In any case, my hints remain unanswered.<\/p>\n
Until that one drink too many turned things around.<\/strong><\/p>\nKelly pours herself a large glass of vodka red bull and drinks it down. Bim! Within seconds she has swallowed a large full glass as if it were a shot.<\/p>\n
This was probably too much and Kelly starts to lose her balance. She now has a vacant look and starts to stagger, walks towards the entrance hall, collapses at the front door of the house, and bursts into tears. Shit. The situation is more than embarrassing and I\u2019m standing there like an idiot, not knowing what to do, while Tommy tries to comfort her. At some point, Kelly looks at me with this haggard, almost frightened look on her face and starts screaming:\u00a0\u201cAaahhhh, he\u2019s freaking me out!\u201d.\u00a0<\/em><\/strong>While staring at me. What on earth is happening right now?! It really is a madhouse here! I am the one freaking her out now?! It\u2019s the world upside down! What the fuck did I rush into?!<\/p>\nI don\u2019t want things to get out of hand and I decide to keep low profile until the situation gets back to \u2018normal\u2019, if it\u2019s a word we can still use here\u2026 So I walk away from them and hide behind a wall corner to make sure Kelly cannot see me, and even forget about me for a moment.<\/p>\n
So they cannot see me, I cannot see them, but I can hear what they say, though they whisper. And I perfectly hear what turned out to be the most frightening sentence I ever heard\u2026<\/p>\n
\n\u201cDon\u2019t worry baby, I\u2019m gonna handle this, I\u2019m gonna kill him\u201d<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\nWhen I hear Tommy clearly say these words I get the fear of my life. I find myself simultaneously in a state of stagnation, denial and mobilization of all my resources to decide the best thing to do to save my life. My pulse is accelerating and ideas flow in my head. What is my best option? Should I try and run out? But these degenerates are blocking the main door! Should I get out through a window? Should I try the garden? I definitely want to get the fuck out of this place. But running away in the middle of the bayou in the middle of the night is certainly not a very attractive idea neither. Plus, they have a car and could probably chase me. What should I do? While all these ideas are running through my head, I gaze at a piece of furniture next to me on which is a fork. This fork then becomes my ultimate solution. I will use it to save my life, to defend myself. I grab the fork in my right hand and squeeze it with all my might. My body is in a state of alert and all my muscles are tense. It\u2019s decided, if this son-of-a-bitch approaches me, I stick the fork in his carotid artery! I\u2019m dead serious and ready to do it. First time in my life I really feel like I\u2019m in a kill or be killed situation, and I really feel like I\u2019m gonna have to murder this mother fucker to survive. I can also feel I don\u2019t want this to happen, but I have no other choice. He approaches, he\u2019s dead. I am absolutely determined to act.<\/p>\n
So I stand there waiting for something to happen, like a cat watching its prey lurking in the shadows before attacking it, except that I\u2019m the one waiting to be attacked before acting. No idea how long this moment lasts.<\/p>\n
But after a while, and as if nothing had never happened, Kelly and Tommy go back in the living room, seemingly calmed down, seat in the sofa and keep chatting. My brain no longer understands anything, too many twists and turns here, I don\u2019t know what to think about this situation. I feel like I\u2019m dealing with two eccentrics who can lose it at any moment. What\u2019s going on now? How can Tommy say such a thing and then just move on? Did he say that to calm Kelly down? That\u2019s a pretty strong statement to make to calm someone down!<\/p>\n
Rather than running out of the house, I decide to approach them and ask if they can call me a taxi, keeping with me the fork I have now tucked into the sleeve of my denim shirt, and blocked with the wrist snap. Tommy doesn\u2019t seem to mind, but Kelly says I should sleep here instead. I decline the invitation and insist on the taxi but she explains me that no taxi will pick me up here at such a late hour and I have no other option but stay and sleep in their house. Comforting\u2026<\/p>\n
So I\u2019m standing there, ready to get the fork out of my sleeve and use it as a weapon, knowing it\u2019s gonna be impossible for me to sleep in this house, and wondering what\u2019s gonna be next.<\/p>\n
And the next twist was not long in coming!<\/p>\n
As she lies upside down in her sofa (her head down and legs up where you usually put your head), with her face full of makeup that has run over her cheeks because of her tears, Kelly asks me an unexpected question.<\/p>\n
\n\u201cDo you want his dick?!\u201d<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\nShe asks me, pointing at her husband.<\/p>\n
Sorry, what now? Surprised and embarrassed by this intrusive question, I politely decline what I understand to be this time a frank and direct sexual invitation. Clearly jaded and tired of the turn of events, Tommy try to get Kelly to go to bed and sleep, which she authoritatively refuses, saying Tommy to leave her live her life and fuck off. So Tommy disappears, gets back, disappears again, for good this time, leaving me alone with Kelly.<\/p>\n
This seems to give Kelly ideas and she starts touching herself while looking at me. At this point in the evening, I need to take stock of myself. My brain is having a bit of trouble keeping up with what\u2019s going on and analyzing the flow of contradictory information coming in.<\/p>\n
So let\u2019s sum up here.. These two lunatics invited me to their house in the middle of the night after I hit on Kelly, they humorously or indirectly threatened to kill me, Kelly offered me her husband\u2019s cock, who he has disappeared since I declined the offer, and now Kelly is fondling herself in front of me. I need to draw a conclusion and here it is:\u00a0Kelly and Tommy are completely nuts, too much so for me to keep up with, but the sexual lead seems to have clearly overtaken the killing one.<\/strong><\/p>\nThey were probably in the mood for a threesome, in which I was supposed to satisfy Tommy, and now that I refused, Tommy has left his wife to enjoy herself, after she has strongly insisted that he leaves us alone.<\/p>\n
I\u2019m not sure what\u2019s been the drive, impulse or psychological mechanism involved here exactly but looking at Kelly touching herself makes me decide to join her. We kiss, caress each other, she gives me a blowjob and we start fucking in the middle of the living room\/kitchen. I have to say I learned about myself that day because I\u2019m super excited about the situation, certainly more out of a furious desire to fuck than anything else, but I don\u2019t really seem to be taking into consideration the possibility of Tommy coming in at any moment and putting a bullet between my eyes. Even after Kelly thinks she hears a noise and quickly gets dressed, as if we shouldn\u2019t be caught.<\/p>\n
Sex goes on, the alcohol, accumulated tension and potential danger that keeps reigning make it impossible for me to come. It\u2019s already early in the morning\u00a0(the night has been long)<\/em>\u00a0when, as I\u2019m on top of Kelly fucking her on the white leather sofa that separates the living room from the entrance hall, I see something moving to my right. I turn my head in that direction and what I see leaves me in shock. I am now facing a 11-year-old boy.<\/p>\nThe boy is blond, with blue eyes, a bowl cut and stares at me unblinking with his head slightly tilted towards the ground. I feel like I\u2019m staring into the eyes of a possessed child straight out of a horror movie who could jump down my throat at any moment. Obviously this is not the case and the little one eventually looks away and runs off in the direction Tommy had gone a few hours earlier. Kelly looks at me and asks me what\u2019s going on and when I explain what I\u2019ve just seen, she tells me it\u2019s their son, who we\u2019ll call Kevin here. This puts a definitive end to our sex. I knew Kelly and Tommy had a son. I definitely didn\u2019t think he was sleeping in the house the whole time!<\/p>\n
When Tommy gets up a few moments later, he says hello to his wife and makes himself a cup of coffee without paying any attention to me, as if I was not even there. I say hello to him but he doesn\u2019t answer. The tension is palpable.<\/p>\n
Looking around me, I realize the disaster we have left behind. Kelly is a squirter and she has left marks everywhere. The living room white leather sofa, the kitchen floor, all this space we\u2019ve occupied is filled with overwhelming evidence. There\u2019s even a little bit of blood on the sofa. In case Tommy doesn\u2019t know what happened, there is evidence of our lovemaking everywhere! I\u2019m now in the house with the woman I just fucked, her husband and her son who caught us. I really want to disappear.<\/p>\n
Kelly has a professional appointment in the morning and offers to drop me off at my car which appears to me as the best idea ever! But Tommy steps in and tells her that it will waste her time, that he doesn\u2019t want her to be late for her appointment and that he\u2019s going to drop me off instead. Kelly acknowledges, gives Tommy a kiss and tell him to \u201cBe cool\u201d before she leaves.<\/p>\n
I am now alone with the husband and son, both of whom having good reasons to hate me!<\/p>\n
I say Tommy he doesn\u2019t have to bother and can call me a cab instead but he declines, saying he has to drop his son at school anyway. This time I get it. He\u2019s going to drop his son off and once we are the two of us, he will try and kick my ass! At that point, exhausted and resigned, I accept my fate. If Tommy wants to confront me, so be it. It\u2019s fair enough. I will defend myself, obviously, but I mean, the guy kindly welcomed me into his home, I fucked his wife as soon as he turned his back, and his son caught us. If I were him, I\u2019d want to kill the motherfucker I am.<\/p>\n
When we eventually reach the city centre, I recognize the place and tell Tommy to drop me off here. Kevin is still in the car with us so it looks like a fight will not even happen. Tommy insists to drop me just where my car is so I point a car that is not mine. He stops in front of it, leans to his left to grab something from his car door or from under his chair, I\u2019m not sure, and turns to me with a sharp movement\u2026 to hand me his business card.<\/p>\n
\n\u201cCall me when you get to New Orleans to confirm that you got there safely.\u201d<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\nI am speechless. I cannot believe what\u2019s happening. I grab his card, tell him\u00a0\u201cThank you for everything\u201d<\/em>\u00a0(I\u2019m cheeky I know), and get out of his car.<\/p>\nI\u2019M FREE!! SAFE AND SOUND!<\/p>\n
I can hardly believe it. Back in my car, I remain seated and immobile for a few minutes. I can feel all the pressure drop. What a night!!<\/p>\n
But I need to get the fuck out of here, I don\u2019t want Tommy to come back around here and find me, I just want to leave the city. So I plug my phone to charge its battery, stop at the first McDonalds or Starbucks I find to use their free Wifi and find my way to New Orleans. While I\u2019m doing so, my phone rings. I pick up, this is Kelly. She\u2019s telling me how much she\u2019s excited and she wants to go back at it. Sure thing, let me call you back! Truth is, I hung up and immediately took the road to New Orleans!<\/p>\n
I still think about how things could have turned out.<\/p>\n
What would have happened if I had lost my temper and decided to use the fork I had seized as a weapon? Would I have actually gone so far as to kill Tommy? Would I also have decided to kill Kelly in a panic? Would have Kevin wake up? What would I have done if he had witnessed the action? Would I be rotting in a Louisiana cell today? Or dead. And how would Tommy have acted if his son wasn\u2019t in the house with us? Did he refrain from flipping out to protect his child?<\/p>\n
I cannot help but think that the slightest change in my reactions could have completely overturned the events and give the night a tragic end.<\/p>\n
*Names have been changed<\/em><\/p>\n
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