THERE'S NOTHING BEYOND THIS POINT

This is an original work of fiction. The author claims all rights
to this work. Any resemblance in this text to real persons living
or dead is totally accidental and unintentional.

Gilbert was truly mad as fucking hell and wanted to kill somebody.
He wanted to kill anybody. He bought a nice gun with his last tiny
paycheck and went to the movies. He bought a ticket and then shot
the girl who sold it to him.

People started running every which fucking way and he did too.
Oddly enough, he went home and despite the murder being all over
the news, nobody came to arrest him. Nobody recognized him cause
he was a very ordinary looking fellow. This made him even more
mad if such a thing was possible. Monday morning he went back to
work and marched straight into his boss's office and shot the poor
fellow dead as a doornail. He wanted to shoot the receptionist
too but she threw a bottle of fingernail polish remover in his
face and it really burned like hell in his eyes.

Gilbert shot up all his bullets trying to kill the bitch but then
realized he'd forgotten extra shells. He ran out, got in his car,
and took off like a bat out of hell. He dashed in his house, got
more ammo, his credit cards, and some CDs and hit the road. Five
days later he was in southern California and still on the loose.

It was very sunny in California and this made Gilbert mad as a
half crazed mutherfucker (which he was). He decided that he must
kill somebody else and do it soon. He was definitely in the mood
for a three-peat. Gilbert went to a strip bar and watched the
show. One of the girls was really kind of ugly and Gilbert just
hated the way her breasts looked with all that silicone in them.
He would have shot her but he'd forgotten and left the gun in the
car. He went out to get it and did. As he was going back into the
strip bar a bum came up and asked for ten dollars. Gilbert shot
that fucker and fled again.

Amazed that he was still roaming free after three murders, Gilbert
decided he should really kill somebody important. He started
stalking a Hollywood movies star named Cindy Dobbins. Cindy was
really hot and Gilbert did all he could to get close to her but
never got quite close enough to get off a good shot. In the interim
he supplemented his income, or rather lack of income, by selling
his massive collection of prescription medications on the street.

One day, to his utter shock and amazement, who should pull up to
Gilbert's little dope selling hangout than Cindy Dobbins herself!
She told Gilbert that she'd heard he was the man and that she
needed a few Loritabs really bad but that her manager had stolen
all her money. She was willing to give him a great sucking off if
he would give her say, fifteen of the pills. Gilbert readily
agreed and gave her the pills. Sure enough, she drove him to a
secluded park and sucked him off right then and there and it was
a re-defining moment in Gilbert's life. Suddenly he was in love
and he promised the star that he would always have the drugs she
needed for free, that is free and a blow job.

Always a brazen dude, Gilbert started riding around and robbing
drugstores. He had a real good method which is to complicated for
me to go into but it worked and he soon had tons of drugs and
Cindy gave him all the best head that anyone could ever desire from
a Hollywood movie star.

Gilbert soon found himself one of the biggest suppliers of dope for
the stars. Lots of famous people used his services. He soon was
in fact invited to big parties and got to know everyone who did
dope in Hollywood. Although it was incredible to conceive, Gilbert
started getting small parts in movies. He had some work done on
his face, picked up a nice hair weave, started going to the gym,
and soon was remarkably handsome. Bigger parts started coming.
He found himself fucking actresses even hotter than Cindy Dobbins
and even got a few blow jobs from some of Hollywood's leading gay
actors.

Gilbert landed a small part in a very important movie. As luck
would have it the leading man was severely injured in an accident
and due to financial commitments the producer elevated Gilbert to
a starring role. He was nervous as hell and had to take some of
his own meds to make it through but make it he did and the movie,
in which Gilbert played a costumed super hero, was a monumental hit.
Suddenly Gilbert was a huge star and his face was on magazine
covers in every Wal Mart around. He dumped Cindy like a sack of
used tampons and married a teenage singing sensation who had finished
fourth on America's Next big Over hyped Star competition.

It was all good until his new wife Doris found Gilbert's stamp
collection and threw it away. She told him that collecting stamps
just wasn't cool. Gilbert went into a mad rage but got drunk and
did some thinking. He realized that being a star was nice but not
half as much fun as being a serial killer. When Doris came home
from some audition that night Gilbert shot her right between the
eyes with his gun which was newer and a lot nicer than the old one
he'd bought when he was a nobody.

Then Gilbert took 400,872 dollars out of the bank, bought a beat
up looking but very fast car and fled Hollywood. Before he left
town he went down on skid row and picked up Cindy Dobbins, who had
by that time became an unemployed porn actress and part time
hooker. Gilbert realized she was a real person and that he loved
her still. They left town for good right after Gilbert shot a
smart ass jerk at the drive through at Hardee's. This person did
not die however but lived several years as a vegetable.

The end for now, positive reviews lead to another episode of Gilbert's journey
and Cindy's big adventures