Hot Kills

Following the rules sucks. Trying to please other people sucks too. For example… I’d been trying to quit smoking because Billy, my husband, nagged me about it. I tried to quit to please him, but that just made us both cranky. Then, on a typical crappy day, I stopped for gas. I went inside to buy cigarettes (screw Billy!) and found Johnny busy robbing the place. In that moment, I saw a brighter future. Without a second thought, I got on the back of his motorcycle. I left my car, my husband, and my whole cursed life behind. Dave had no interest in a long-term traveling companion. After we screwed he dumped me. But I was on a roll. A convenience-store crook was small time, and I was hungry for the big time. For hotter sex and bigger crimes.