He stood upon the deck looking out over the city knowing tonight was the night that he would need to go out and kill. He loved to kill, it was like a hobby for him like collecting baseball cards. He pulled out his knife and watched it shine in the moonlight, his eyes brightened and a smile came across his face. Just then he heard his wife come home.

“Hello my darling” Barbera said in a low sultry voice, Bill turned around and opened his shirt up to show his bare chest to her. He desired her and took her in his arms and began to ravage her body. She moaned in ecstasy, and her breasts began to heave as pleasure overwhelmed her. The light shined upon her face as he began to read poetry to her. The heat in the room was immeasurable as she drifted off to sleep in his arms.

Bill looked at the clock and was ready to go to work so he slid his arm out from under Barbara’s body, and went to the bathroom to change for his night out. He looked in the mirror and shaved and changed into a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. He wanted to look as ordinary as possible and the fluffy shirt wasn’t what he had in mind. After changing he looked in the mirror and smiled, he was ready for work, and with that he walked over and kissed his wife on her forehead and headed out.