Stanley’s Resolve

Stanley examined his face in the mirror.

I must get rid of these pimples.

Then maybe Stanley could have some friends. Even a chance with his blonde cheerleader fantasy, Maryanne. The prettiest girl in school.

Built. Like. Hell.

But Maryanne already has a boyfriend.

Hugh, that handsome fuck. Captain of the football team.

What does Hugh have that Stanley doesn’t? Besides Maryanne? And not having pimples?

Clear-faced mother fucker.

But Stanley has also seen that Hugh has a big cock.

He hurts her with it.


If someday Hugh comes down with lots of pimples? And if I lose all mine? Perhaps Maryanne would like me better than Hugh. A real man has to maintain his resolve.

Stanley is taking steps. Taking steps to have Maryanne all to himself.

She’ll be my girl.

There’s that dirt road behind the cemetery. He hides there in a tall hedge on Saturday nights, waiting for Maryanne and Hugh.

That dead-end place where lovers pull a car in tight.

Where the road narrows down to a path. Stanley knows they’ll be having sex. They always do.

Every Saturday night.

Up in the hedge he’s fashioned a blind of sorts. He gets there early and climbs into the branches. Where the car will be positioned. To peek in their windows.

Within a foot or two.

Always in Hugh’s car. Sometimes on hot nights, on the hood of his car.

That fucking Beemer of his. Rich cock sucker. He’ll get his.

Like the others got theirs.

It surprised Stanley to see Maryanne there with Carlos Rodrigues, Shareem Peckett and Richard Smiley. Without Hugh.

More fucking football players. They must have promised her something special to get a nice girl like Maryanne to do such things with so many guys.

Stanley took his first calculated steps with those very boys. He couldn’t stand the way she was being mistreated by those brutes.

A girl with a boyfriend, no less. Captain of their own team.

Now they won’t bother her any more.

I wonder what big fucking halfback Hugh would say about that! How I protected Maryanne. How I protected her from his team members doing such disgraceful things to his girlfriend. Yet a third time. Hugh will never know how I looked after her. If he did, he would probably give me a medal. Or something. They’ll never find the bodies.

The football players fucked Maryanne’s brains out. Both times Stanley watched them they took turns on her, screwing every entrance and fold, natural or improvised. The team ejaculated enough collective semen on her body to allow the filth they rolled in to stick to her skin, coating her in dust, leaves and detritus.

Fucking drunken gang bang.

They all howled, drank beer and spit it over Maryanne’s tits.

A brine foam of combined juices.

Every penetration she screamed into the night, sounding to whoever might be listening as wanton ecstasy.

Just like she fakes them with him. Every time. Just because Hugh swings that big cock, that doesn’t mean he knows how to use it. She let’s him believe he’s satisfying her. Dumb fucking prick.

But I’ll treat her right. Just as soon as I get rid of these pimples.

Stanley is planning to conceal himself near the entrance to school. Taking advantage of the element of surprise. He’ll bring his dead grandfather’s straight razor. He’ll jump out behind Hugh.

One swipe across the throat should do it.

Hugh will never see it coming. He’ll surely bleed out before paramedics arrive.

Then all the kids at school will recognize the totality of Stanley’s resolve. How deeply he loves Maryanne and wants and needs her all for himself. Not every suitor would do that for a girl. Certainly not Carlos, Shareem or Richard.

Or Hugh for that matter.

None of them will be a factor any more. Once Stanley and Maryanne become a couple, they can make new friends.

She’ll be with me forever.

As soon as he gets rid of his pimples.

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