Johnny pumped 7 quick bullets into hitwoman Paola’s beautiful body before she could get a shot off with her
pistol.. Bullets ripped thru her abdomen and chest, two bullets in each breast.. The two bullets thru her
left breast went into her heart.. Her just lit cigarette suddenly titled upward like an erection, in sudden shock and
a deadly surprise..
Paola’s left hand covered her gut where bullets went in, she dropped her gun from her right hand to clutch her
bleeding breasts.. Her seductive dark eyes opened wide with a vacant, far away look and then rolled
back into her head as deathgasm began.. A final intense mixture of pleasure and pain..
Juices flowed in her vagina.. She then fell to her knees, let out a final moan and then fell over to her left side..
Her just lit cigarette still between her now dead lips as whisps of smoke floated into the air..
Johnny put the burp gun into a back pack.. He walked behind Paola’s body and put the back pack on the ground,
then took out an American 100mm cigarette and placed it between his lips.. As the flame from his lighter
caressed the tobacco embers at the end of the cigarette they turned a bright, sensuous orange as he inhaled
the smoke.. He then took from his pocket a small caliber pistol, the kind
favored by the mafia for head shots as the bullets don’t go all the way thru the
skull but stay in the brain.. Sometime the bullets would “rattle” in the brain
as they would hit bone and bounce back..
Johnny walked over and pointed the gun towards the back of Paola’s head and squeezed off three rounds.."bang",
"bang", "bang!".. Paola’s head moved slightly as the small caliber bullets went into the brain.. Johnny put the pistol
back into his pocket and said “Addio mi Bella”, “Goodbye my lovely one”..
“Pfft”. “pfft” “pfft” “pfft” “pfft” could be heard, the sound of a machine gun with a silencer, 14 times as a hail of bullets
tore into
Johnny’s gut, lungs and heart.. He groaned as the bullets pushed him up against the wall just behind him..
He grit his teeth and grabbed his chest and gut, moaning as he slide down the wall, blood was on the
wall where bullets had gone thru his body.. The sudden loss of so much blood was sending him into a
state of shock as he was falling to his knees.. An deep deathgasm was in his fleeting senses..
The last thing a person does when they die is to urinate.. a mixture of fluids flowed thru Johnny’s ureathea like
an ejaculation.. He fell to his knees and stopped moaning and the clenching teeth relaxed, then like Paola,
fell over to his side where he died, next to Paola, his oozing blood beginning to touch her still body.. .. Smoke from their
cigarettes rose into the air towards heaven where perhaps their spirits were to follow..
The contract, the fetish, the fantasy were fulfilled..
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Paola Pericolosa
The most beautiful girl in all Italy The land of Roma, Milan and Sicily With raven black hair and eyes so bright La Madrina who moves thru the night
We’re the kids that never outgrew the fun Playing cops n robbers, spies con pistola è gun She’s the mystery lady of intrigue and danger And in the underworld she is no stranger
Tutto va benne con la familia Italiana Nostra principessa la Paola pericolosa Is she the hunter or is she the prey? The avenger or the one to pay in Paola’s Way
She’s an enchantress who can cast a spell A siren that has dark stories to tell The artist who can paint a reality’s fantasy I send "grazie mille" across il mare, just for thee
Con cariño, Johnny L
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