The doors to the bar opened and the curvy teenage girl sidled in, waving over a bartender and sliding onto a stool. She'd caught Stanley's eye from the word go because she looked different than most of the girls he'd seen so far since his arrival in Jupiter.

Cora grumbled as she felt a tap to her shoulder and looked up, her eyes meeting the curious gaze of a handsome older man who looked like he stepped right off the cover of one of her favorite hollywood magazines. The charming smile she reserved for potential cons slid easly onto full and bubble gum colored lips as she giggled softly and asked over the loud music and conversation, "You're not from around here, are you sir?"

Stanley could practically smell the manipulative vibes rolling off the little teenage girl and he smirked as he thought about how this little game of his was going to be entirely too easy. He fixed his gaze on her and leaned in, asked her in a quieter tone, "Now what makes you say that, pretty girl?"

"The assholes in this hole in the wall town don't put on expensive suits just to come down to this dive." Cora gestured to the bar behind them and wrinkled her nose in disgust, sipping the mixed drink she wasn't legally supposed to be enjoying at the moment as she added, "And you actually have manners."

"You hardly know me."

"I can just tell these things, sir." Cora's mind was racing, had she finally done it? Had she finally found her ticket out of this dump and out to California where she'd really rather be? She bit her lower lip as she looked up at the man, the softest of looks in her eyes as she finished her drink and sat it carefully down on the coaster sitting in front of her, nodding to the door. " We can talk where it's quieter.. I know the perfect spot."

"You do this a lot?" Stanley inquired, giving the girl a raised brow as his eyes darted around the room and settled back on the teenage beauty sitting beside him. Cora sipped her drink and feigned innocence as she giggled and replied, "Only when I think it might be worth my while."

"So you think slipping out of here with me would somehow be worth your while… Interesting." Stanley gave a smirk as he slid his arm through her arm and started to lead her to the door… As they got into Stanley's car, Cora saw the cop cars fly past, sirens blazing, an ambulance hot on their heels.. She bit her lower lip and for a split second, she got this bad feeling in the pit of her stomach. It disappeared with Stanley's asking calmly, "Having second thoughts, pretty girl?"

"Not at all. Get me the hell out of here, sir." Cora answered quietly, asking him as they drove away, "What brings you to Jupiter anyway?"

"I'm here to visit Elsa mars.. I heard she's got a real good show out on the edge of town."

"If you like disgusting freaks.. My sister, she's dating one of the sickos." Cora answered. Stanley's ears perked and he turned to look at her, his hand sliding up her leg as he asked, "She is, is she?"

"She is and it's disgusting.. His name is Jimmy.. Got himself a pair of lobster claws for hands, he does." Cora mumbled drunkenly.. And stanley's mind began to twist and turn as he worked on a way to use the girl sitting in the passenger seat of his car to his advantage..

"What if I told you something, Pretty girl?"

"What's that, sir?"

"If I can get just one of those damn freaks for this museum up in Boston.. We'd both be rich and I promise, pretty girl, I'd split the money with you." Stanley lied as he fixed his eyes on her, his hand wandering even higher up her dress as she bit her lower lip and thought it over..

She really wanted Jimmy for herself..

Grace had basically stolen him from her.

Payback really was a bitch, wasn't it?

Taking a few deep breaths, Cora answered quietly, "I'm in.. what do you need me to do?" as Stanley began to tell her what he had up his sleeve and her part in the entire thing…

CONTINUED

Across town, Mirabelle made her way into the home of Norma Wilson, the woman who was throwing tonight's Tupperware party, scowling when she discovered that the entire reason she'd come wasn't even attending said party to begin with.

"That woman who owns the show said that he's not doin these things anymore, hon. It's a damn shame.. waste of talented fingers.. And all things considered, the kid wasn't half bad looking." Norma exhaled a plume of smoke as she nodded to nancy and with a roll of her eyes said calmly, "Might as well sell your wares, Nan."

"So he's really not going to be here?"

"Got himself a little girlfriend and he don't want to lose her. So he's not doing these things anymore." Norma rolled her eyes as she added in irritation, "Had to happen now, right in the middle of the longest fucking dry spell in my marriage."

Mirabelle said nothing, simply poured herself a glass of wine and took a few long sips while pretending to listen to the joys of owning Tupperware.. as if she honestly gave a shit, she thought to herself, nothing was worth it now that Hank was gone.

Around midnight, just as the women were getting drunk and making their own form of entertainment, the patio door slipped open quietly. None of the women had any time to react or even think as the massacre started. Mirabelle sighed to herself as the clown with the knife appeared in front of her, crazed smile on his face.. And in her last few breaths, she'd almost swear that the clown's eyes looked really, really familiar.. And as she drew her very last breath, the clown leaned down and said quietly, " That's because your daughter thinks she's too damn good for me. If Grace had only chosen me instead of that piece of shit freak maybe I'd have spared you."

Dandy raised his mask, looked at the knife clutched in his fist and shook his head, taking a few deep breaths as his adrenaline rush began to wear off and was replaced with a headache. He made his way quietly out into the woods and before anyone realized what happened, he was back at his mother's mansion, standing beneath the shower, watching the water as it turned red and rolled off his body, washing him clean once again. As he leaned against the shower wall, he took a few long and deep breaths to steady his nerves. Downstairs, his mother appealed to him to come down for a meal.

"Coming, mother." Dandy finally called out in an irritated tone as he dressed quickly, made his way down the stairs.

CONTINUED

Music played quietly from the little radio in Jimmy's trailer as Jimmy and Grace danced to it, slowly, lips never leaving each other's. They had the trailer to themselves, Jimmy's mother was in the big top rehearsing her act. Jimmy was taking advantage of it.

"Missed ya today, doll." Jimmy mumbled as his lips strayed from her lips and their bodies rubbed together lightly. The blood in Grace's veins felt like it was hot enough to boil at the way he felt when he touched her, when he kissed her like this.. Until tonight, the farthest they'd ever thought of going was kissing and a little petting. Grace was fine with it and Jimmy seemed to be content himself. But tonight.. something was just a little different, just a little more intense.

She found herself wondering if Jimmy noticed it too or was it just her imagination?

Jimmy's lips trailed slowly down Grace's neck as he moved her hair out of the way and his hands roamed freely over her curvy body, molding it completely against his body. He was trying his best not to rush into all this, knowing he'd most likely have to leave town soon if the show didn't pick up and get consistent customers gave every single one of their stolen moments together this underlying sense of urgency though and it was a little harder to control himself.. "Your dress should be dry again in another hour." Jimmy's voice came out thicker, huskier against Grace's neck and she shivered at the way it felt so good, so intimate. "It's okay. I can't believe I fell into the creek."

"I told ya, doll, those shoes are only good for breakin your neck." Jimmy mumbled as his teeth grazed her neck, nipping, leaving a small mark that she could easily hide with her clothes. Grace gave a small moan as her hands went down to the buttons on his shirt and she looked up at him, a questioning glance. He nodded and Grace began to unbutton his shirt with shaky hands. Jimmy slid her up his body and sat her down on his bed as he leaned in, leaning her back in the process. "If ya not sure, doll.." Jimmy mumbled against her lips as his hand crept up the silky slip she wore at the moment, a pale pink one.

"Jim." Grace panted, "I'm sure, okay? Look, we both know you'll probably have to leave town soon and if I can't.. If I can't go with you.. I want tonight." as she fixed her eyes on him and licked her lips, a shy and soft smile coming to her lips as Jimmy nodded, his stomach fluttering nervously.. Tonight might be her first time, but tonight was a first for him also.. Tonight was Jimmy's first time doing this with someone he cared for deeply, not just as a means to an end.

All the other women he'd ever had were just that, a means to an end.. he had talents and skills they wanted, they had money he needed.

In almost an instant, Grace was on her back, pinned beneath Jimmy's larger and more muscular body as his lips devoured her lips hungrily, making them tingle as the kisses broke and his lips left her lips, lingering for a few seconds on her neck before going lower. The slip she wore was undone and Jimmy raised her, pulling it off of her slowly, his eyes gleaming with desire as he stepped back, just staring at her sitting there, the way the moonlight bathed her skin and the body beneath her slip as it was exposed to him. He licked his lips and stifled a moan as his cock started to strain against the pants he wore, moving so that he was back on the bed, back on top of her.

As he thrust his body against hers, she sucked in a breath, feeling him already hard and strained against his pants. Her hands went to his zipper, shaking as she felt wetness flood her panties. Biting her lip, she looked up at him as she tugged down his zipper. Jimmy stood, kicking off his pants and he asked one more time, "Are ya sure?"

"Jim..I want.." Grace started, choosing instead to make a bold move for her and pulling him back down onto the bed, back on top of her as she finished in a breathless whisper against his lips, "I want you.. Now."

Jimmy nodded as his fingers trailed idly over the lacy waistband of her panties, sliding them down her legs as he licked his lips.. "I want you too doll.. just don't want you to do somethin you regret."

"I won't."

"you say that now, doll." Jimmy started, only to have further arguments shushed as her lips found his, cutting off his words in mid sentence. His webbed fingers trailed slowly over her soaked core and he sucked in a gasp, she was already soaking wet, almost dripping for him. Grace arched her back, moving her body against his to keep friction going between them, impatient, wanting him more than she'd ever wanted anything in her whole life really. "Jimmy."

"We got all night, doll." Jimmy urged Grace, chuckling as his lips grazed over her breasts, leaving a few marks behind. She gripped his shoulders and moved against his body, the friction only making her wetter, making him almost ache to be inside of her already.. But he was determined to take his time, to make tonight special..

"I'm gonna do somethin.. Let me know if it hurts ya." Jimmy mumbled against her neck idly as his fingers danced up her inner thighs and slowly trailed over her slit, causing her to suck in a sharp breath, to grow even wetter. "Jim." she moaned his name against his lips as he groaned and bit her lower lip while kissing her, his webbed fingertips carefully sliding into her soaked core, slowly and carefully moving, thrusting. Grace gripped at his shoulders, her nails sliding down his back as she arched her back, sending his fingers in deeper. "Oh.. Oh my."

"Feel good?" Jimmy asked, stopping to look at her, to catch his breath, to keep himself from rushing too fast. He wanted to make sure that if she got scared or something hurt her that he could stop himself.. Right now, he could, but he was literally a breath away from not being able to. Grace nodded and smiling, Jimmy gave her a long and slow kiss be fore starting to trail kisses down her stomach slowly. When his tongue started to trail up her thighs, he groaned at the scent of her, his fingers moving just a little faster as he gently bit at her thigh leaving a mark. Grace's fingers tangled in his hair, tugging as she bit her lower lip. Jimmy groaned against her core as his tongue slowly slid over her folds. "Jim. Oh.." she moaned aloud, tugging at his hair as his tongue plunged into her core with his fingers.

His free hand gripped her hip and he slid her so that his tongue and fingers went deeper inside of her. She was breathless, moaning and shaking and when she got her first orgasm, it was fast but it was amazing, intense enough that she saw bright bursts of color in front of fluttering closed eyes. Jimmy lapped her up greedily and then slid back up her body, leaning down, kissing her slowly as he muttered against her lips, "Once we do this.."

"I know.." Grace smiled softly, her hand resting on his chest she could feel his heart racing away like it would beat right out of his chest. "I want it to be with you."

"You'll really be mine after tonight." Jimmy muttered against her lips as he settled between her legs, slowly thrusting into her. She stiffened all over wincing and Jimmy stayed still for a few seconds, letting her get used to his size and the way this was going to feel. Grace sucked in a breath as the pain came and then went, leaving pleasure behind instead. Slowly, she started to move her hips against him and meet his thrusts. "Doll." Jim groaned as he pushed even further into her, moving slowly because she was so tight that if he moved too much he'd finish and he wanted to last a while for her.

"Jim.. Oh.." Grace moaned as his thrusts started to pick up in intensity, the mattress below them squeaking and her back nearly coming off of it on several occasions. She dug her nails into his shoulders, nipping at his neck and he marked her neck again, kissing her passionately. "C'mon, doll.. Let go for me." he mumbled, a look of lust making his eyes flash almost golden in the darkness of the room as he looked down at her. He thrust faster, feeling his own orgasm approaching.

When he felt her tightening around him, that was what pushed him right into his own intense orgasm and he held her against him as he throbbed and emptied, kissing her, touching her. "You were amazing, Grace." he muttered breathlessly as Grace answered, "You were too."

"You okay?"

"I'm fine."

"No pain right?"

"None, Jimmy, I'm fine, I promise." Grace smiled as she positioned herself so that her head was on his chest and his arm was wrapped around her. He kissed her forehead and then asked quietly, "Wanna go bathe with me? Are you hungry?"

"Mhmm." Grace nipped at his lip and muttered in a quieter tone, "For you."

Jimmy chuckled as he mumbled back quietly, "In a little bit.." as he slid off the bed, holding out his hand. "We'll go wash off and get some food.. Diner should still be open, doll."

Grace let him pull her up, let him help her redress and a few minutes later, the two of them headed towards town.. As they got right into the main section of town, the police cars rushed past, ambulance behind it, sirens blaring as they went.

"Wonder what's happening now?"

"I hope it's not more murders." Grace hugged against Jimmy on the back of his motorcycle as he nodded and said solemnly, "me too, doll."

Okay, so hopefully this sex scene wasn't cliché. I took my time with it. Also, this chapter takes place about a week after the previous one. It's my own spin on the Tupperware party in which the massacre occurred. Instead of Twisty being behind this one, it was Dandy.. I know, but I thought since Dandy's already offing people in my version, why not have him be behind the Tupperware massacre too.