I was close to a girl at work. She jogged in he morning and one day she didn't show up for work. Her phone didn't answer, no one had heard from her. I went to the park where she ran and I couldn't find anyone that had seen her. The police told me that we had to wait 24 hours. The next morning they found her naked and raped body in a dumpster. I was there when her body was removed and I identified her, pending her parents being able to come and take her home with them.
What no one knows is that she and I were lovers. Secret lovers. Secret from the straight world. I have many pictures that her parents may want, but they are with our group of friends, girls holding hands with girls, girls kissing girls on their birthday, girls arm in arm laughing. Our lesbian group pictures. Intimate pictures we took while making love.
She was 29 years old, graduated with honors, a model lesbian citizen. Her family would never approve of her voting record, or that she made love with a girl. My parents are the same. That's why we never came out in public or announced that we were a couple. Safe, hiding in the closet, living in a world that's secret. That's why we moved here, so we could be anonymous. We went so far as to have separate apartments, but we worked together and slept together.
I hope whoever did this is hanged for his crime. I don't want a soft judge or an excuse about how they grew up, or that they have an insanity defense, I want to let loose my friend at work and his buddies, with their heavy duty rifles and find the son or sons of bitches and kill them. I want to see their face when they die, when they realize there is no game, they are being executed.
