Nasty Plots Church had just ended and the Ladies' meeting was set to start right afterwards. All of the women gathered to a specific section of the church to begin. The pastor's wife, who was the leader led them in a short prayer and the meeting went on from there. Angepa, who was a regular member but a quite cocky and snappy one would but into give her opinion on things. Sandy was different. She was humble and patient so she really didn't like the traits of Angela. Sandy was a short Caucasian women with long silky hair and a curvy figure more around the butt area. Angela was a tall black woman and she had dark long hair. Her nose was sort of like your average pretty looking black woman but it could have been the nose of a white woman. Sandy sat at another table alone and pretended to be lost in her chicken sandwich as Angela went on gossiping about her. "She's ignorant. That's what she is overall at least. I can't be around people like that, it'll ruin me and my reputation." Sandy had enough, so she walked over there as her busty body jiggled and she bent over and looked Angela in her eyes, her cleavage showing in her face. "Are you talking about me?" Sandy asked. Angela finished eating her waffle fries and calmly replied, "Yes. I am, Sandy. I can't stand you actually. If that's what you needed to know." Sandy's face was now a bit pissed. "You know, if I didn't go to church I would've slapped the chick Fil A taste right out of your big mouth. I am who I am, and if you don't like it, well too bad!" she snapped at Angela, who just ignored her. Sandy turned around but before she walked away she accidently released a silent but deadly near Angela's face. Angela didn't smell it until Sandy had sat back down. Angela plugged her nose tightly because that whole area now was filled with an awful aroma. The other women did the same as the funk flowed throughout the Chick Fil A, and camped there for nearly 8 minutes. Every had their noses plugged, including (Sandy who didn't want to blow her cover) because they didn't want to lose their appetites. "Oh they'll be even worse gas for you Angela, my sweet overconfident Angieboo." Sandy whispered to herself. "You'll be in a special hell all by yourself, called Sandy's Hell." Sandy had secretly followed Angela all the way home. She knew what to do when they arrived. At arrival, Sandy got out of her car at the same time Angela did and tackled her on the pavement. Angela was nearly powerless, she was just skin and bones compared to Sandy who was heavier thanks to her excess bust in her lower and upper body. That advantage allowed Sandy to force Angela in her trunk and drive home with her. When they got to Sandy's house Sandy made sure she had something to get to restrain Angela with, so she could finish her evil plot. And what better way to restrain someone than with a straitjacket? Sandy's grandfather was an escape artist and inherited it to her for her to keep for generations. Now she would use it on Angela. She held Angela down long enough to secure her whole body, except for her head. Angela let out loud screams until her mouth was sealed with a fat strip of duct tape. Sandy's husband was at work , so she could drag poor Angela to her bedroom. Sandy laid Angela on the bed as she thrashed around so much that she almost rolled off, so Sandy got some straps used by her grandfather and strapped her to the bed. The finishing touch, Sandy tied a noose around Angela's neck so that if she would move her head around too much she would choke herself or even worse, kill herself. Sandy stood over Angela's body. Angela was very horrified, she thought Sandy was about to kill her. She tried to apologize madly through the tape but Sandy couldn't hear her words clearly. "So Angela... I bet you regret every single thing you said about me, huh?" |
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