Later that week we got home, all cuddly and in love. I was having lots of fun, knowing that I had killed him again, and that we was oblivious to that fact. It was even better than last time, for I had told him, when he woke up, that we'd had great sex in the bushes next to the castle, and he was too ashamed to admit that he didn't remember. I was all kisses and hugs, and Frank reacted by paying extra attention to me.

Once at home, I was much more relaxed. I didn't feel like I had to withhold myself, or be someone that I wasn't. If I was to explode, or lose my patience, or just had the need to smash something or someone, I would let myself go. This way, I was more relaxed and funny, and things went quite smoothly for a while. I found out that Frank could be very romantic, and he was showing his love for me almost everyday. He even made some exciting proposals. One night, we felt like trying it out.

“Let's go out for dinner tonight.” Frank whispered, with his lips against my ear. “And after that, we drive to a quiet place and have sex in the car.” His breath felt warm and sexy, and I didn't hesitate to agree. We grabbed some money, and I grabbed my purse. It felt pretty heavy, and I quickly made sure that the zipper was closed. Frank was not supposed to see that I carried around a large arsenal of weaponry with me. Now that I embraced the Warrior Princess in me, I allowed myself allways to take some knives, my gun, a vile with digitalus, a hammer and some other tools that might come in handy with me.

We had dinner in a chinese restaurant nearby and it tasted lovely. I started to feel a little agitated, knowing that I could try and kill Frank that night. While he was sitting there across the table, looking at the pretty waitress, rubbing his foot against my shin and chatting about some stupid new car he saw, I amagined him with a streak of blood on his forehead. Or a gaping hole in his chest. It gave me a nice boost of energy. I could just feel the gun in my purse, hear it yell at me:
“Come feel my trigger, push it with your finger and experience the power of the blast! I'll push that bullet right into his brain!” And I wanted to try it.
Frank put his hand onto mine, and blinked at me. “Wanna take of?” He asked me. He was just such a guy. If there was sex planned in the near future, dinner couldn't be over soon enough. I shrugged, and smiled. Sure, if we left the restaurant, I could maybe try out my gun.

We drove a little while, and parked the car at a deserted parkingplace near a forest. Frank turned off the engine, and pulled me onto his lap. We got excited very quickly, and when I openend my pants, and opened his, it was over in a moment. But we were satisfied. But I wasn't ready to drive home yet.