When Demie was finished...I told the brunette and the red head to stand up and strip off their clothes. As they bitched...the red trench coat guy shouted at them,"Just do it you f**king whores...do it now...this insane bastard shot my dummy four times because he thought it was me....do it bitches or I will kill you myself!"
After they stripped their clothes off...Demie zip tied their hands behind their backs. I had her tie the brunettes left ankle to the red heads right ankle. She also duct taped their mouths to stop their whining and bitching. I then stood up and had Demie zip tie the hands of the red trench coat guy.
I rolled him over....shined the flashlight in his face and said,"F**k...look Demie...this idiot looks like Mick Jagger...uglier...but he sure looks like Mick." Demie noted that she had no Idea who Mick Jagger was and I told her to forget I said it. I stuck the gun up to his nose and said,"Now...I need a name...who the f**k are you and don't lie or I will start by putting a slug in your nuts!"
He nervously introduced himself as Bernard Goldman...obviously related to Lex Goldman. With a little persuasive interrogation....I found out that Bernard was Lex Goldman's son. I got right in his face and said,"Well Bernie...we have a situation here...you were about to set me up to be charged with rape...ruin the writer's career I think it was...things have changed Bernie...things have changed a lot!"
He mumbled,"You'll be sorry you f**k...you will be sorry. Demie stepped on his crotch...made him moan in pain and said,"This is the first time I ever wished I was fat...real fat!"
I had Demie get the scissors out of the bag and cut Bernie's clothes off. While she was cutting....I told Bernie."OK f**kwad...we are all going to take a ride now...well...except for your boys...they get to stay here and enjoy the serene country night."
Just before Demie duct taped his mouth, he said,"I will have my day...you both will pay for this...I f**king promi....!" I laughed and said,"Bernie...you just don't get it...by the time we are done with you and these two bimbos...you will think twice about playing games with people again."
Demie gathered all of their clothes and tossed them in the creek....they just floated away.
I helped him stand up and marched him up the bank as Demie pushed the women up in front of us. I could hear the bouncers muffled screams as we left them in the darkness under the old covered bridge.
