Time: 9:53 minutes
Starring: Paris Kennedy
This video features: shooting *****



When Jody's lover arrives she confronts him about when he planned to leave his wife. When he is reluctant to commit, she pushes the issue harder, but gets frustrated with his reluctance and turns away. With her back toward him, Alan reveals the snub-nosed .38 he was concealing under his shirt. He had hoped he would not have to do this, but came prepared and with the conviction of a man afraid of his life being turned upside-down.

As he raised the gun at his lover of two years, he started to sob and the pistol shook with his unease about killing her. Jody, hearing his sobs and turning around with a plan to drop the issue and comfort her man, gasps in shock at what she sees. He only hesitates for a moment, then fires, hitting her in the belly just below her bellybutton. Her hands instinctively move to cover the small hole, and ***** pours out through her fingers, splattering on the floor around her bare feet. The wave of pain and nausea hits, and losing her balance she falls back against the cabinets and slides to the floor, sitting upright, looking from her profusely bleeding wound back to Alan as he himself sits, sobbing inconsolably. She is in shock and her body shakes as her hands try to find purpose -- should she clean the pool of ***** beside her, cover the wound, try to get up? She looks to her lover, Alan, for answers. To her horror, he has them.

She tenses up as he points the gun directly at her left breast. When he fires, she has only a moment to see him and he, only an instant to witness her response; for in that instant the hot bullet slices into her buxom breast with a sound of flesh tearing and the wood splintering behind, she is dead. Her head falls with a smack against the wooden drawer that holds the cookbooks that she would no longer need. Her eyes are open and fixed. Her mouth is slightly open, as if to say she was sorry or perhaps to profess her love for him one last time, though he may have cut those words off in the instant he murdered her. She was dead and he had killed her. He loved her.

Slinking away to get back to his life with his wife and family; to put this big mistake behind him forever in hopes that the telltale heart does not cometh in the night for his conscious. We are left with body pans of Jody, dead, but perhaps still beautiful...yes, most defiantly, still beautiful.