Another Body Buried

Now that I am no longer a Muslim or should I say now that I no longer call myself this I feel no restrains to do what I have to do. I have be fucking Amanda a lot these last few days and have be think about takes her back. On Halloween she want to come see me and when she come she is dresses up like a pirate of all things and even her have a fake mustash but it is draws it on with marker ink. And she have a patch over her left eye and wear a bandana.

"I am a Pirate of the carribbean" she tells me. "What is the difference from one pirate to another one" I ask her. She was wear these baggy pants with baggy shirt and she look ridiculous but I tell her it is a good costume.

She tell me she is go to a Halloween Party and ask me if I want to come and I ask her is who going to be there. She said Shirley and I said oh what will she be go as a fat ass pig? She laugh and said oh no she is go as a witch and have a nice costume I bet you will not recognize her either she look real different.

Then it hit me. I would not have recognize Amanda either if I do not know she is coming. So why the hell not. This was three days before Halloween night so I decide I am go to make myself a present so I dress as my favorite character from Arabian Nights who is Aladdin. I go out early the next day and I buy different parts of my costume in diofferent places and ont henight of the party me and Amanda we go to the place.

I decide not to drink becasue my job I have to do tonight requires me be sober but Amanda she misunderstands and tells a friend I am a Muslim. It is another sign that my plan is foolproof.

I sneak out of the party and then I head to the immams house. It is not that many people out so I make it there almost unseen but except for some drunks and some kids out try to hustle they butts. I ignore them when they whoop at me I have too many important things to do than be distract me by this human trash.

The immam is homeand so I knock on he door and I pose like a filther disgust homosexer queiers. Sure enough he opens up his apartment door and say who are you now but he say it in a friendly way and he add that is a good look costume you have on.

"Is that you Ahmed?", he asks me and I says I am tonight who you want me to be. I say it in a obvious fake voice mean to be act like a disguise beause I do not know this Ahmed so obvious I do not know how to imitate his voice though I am real good at do that kind of thing. I just casual walk inand the immam that old queier he is obvious excited him at the thought I am one of his queier fuck lovers.

Once I am inside I take off my turban and then he says with shock in his face "you".

I tell him yes you fucker it is me and now I am going to kill you. He begs me not to kill him andpromises me he will give me money and I said okay then give me all you money. He gives me all hehas a little over four thousand dollars. Okay this is good ofyou I say but not good enough. I have more he says but I say well that is too bad I think I willkill you anyway.

He begs me but I strangle him and he barely put up a fight the coward just lays there and he pisses and shits all over he self. Soon he is dead and I leave. I do not care who sees me you see becsue i am in a disguise. So I go back to the party and all of this take just a little over thirty minutes so Amanda she is just begins to wonder where Ihave go to.

The old fucker was send him back to his home in Saudi Arabia and no mention of how he die just that it was suspicous but not a lot say about it on the news just one station that I know ofmention it one time in passing and even the Muslims here do not mention it.

Uncle Massoud he say that it was awful how he die from be strangled and I ask him oh how is this with a dick down his throat. You are a cruel person Muhammed he tells me. If only he really know.