After the Xmas chick was found, the constabulary stepped up the nationwide manhunt for me.. I decided to lie low for the time being and got a job picking yield at a rural farm. Didn't pay much but it kept me alive. For the next few months, I worked heavy and always took care to avoid the busloads of visitant who visits the farm every weekend. I managed to control my glum desires and satisfied my urges by masturbating to the sketches and writings in my notebook which was now updated to include the Dec 25 killing. I even considered not killing again until the day I saw her.

She came with a grouping of friends to visit the farm. She was dressed rather conservatively, in a disrobe red T-shirt and blue overall and wore a pair of studious looking glasses But some things stood out obviously. The innate beauty of her nerve and the docile swells of her titty pushing out against her boilersuit. I decided there and then that I will have her.

I started following the tour mathematical group from a length as they moved around the farm, waiting for an opportune time to strike but it never came. Soon, it was evening and the group proceeded to the eating area for dinner before heading back home. I was about to give up when I saw my aim leaving her table and aim for the washroom located some distance away. I knew that it was then or never. I followed her as the area rapidly darkened with the mise en scene of the sun.. She entered the kiosk and closed the threshold as I slowly walked closer, taking out my trusty Taser from my pocket.

After a few minutes, I heard the doorway unlocking. I looked around for a final check. Fortunately there was no one else around or my plan would have failed at the concluding instant. My stunner walked towards me, unaware of the fate I had in stock for her. I smiled at her and pretended to walk towards the carrel. As I passed her, I quickly pressed the Taser against the back of her neck and squeezed the trigger. She gave diffused pant and her whole body stiffened and gave a few dork before going limp and keeling onto my waiting arms. I quickly dragged her by her armpits into the wooded domain next to the washroom. I then carried her limp dead body towards an old abandoned peter shed which I knew was nearby. It was exhilarating to carry her limp and light body and I almost ejaculated just by looking at her helpless, pretty sleeping face draped over my arm, with her mouth hanging all-inclusive open, inviting me to inclose my penis."Soon, my love, I remembered whispering to her as I quickened my steps.

Once inside the throw away, I lay her down gently onto the dusty ground. I removed the spectacles to enjoy the full sweetheart of her face. Just then, she gave a soft moan and started moving a little. I gave her another upsurge of electricity with the Taser. Seeing her pin-up body twitching with the induced voltage and falling limp and lifeless again, the lust within me rose to fevered levels. But to preclude her from waking again and raising an alarm, I decided to end her life there and then. I wrapped a funnies of leather I took from the farm around her slender neck opening and pulled the ends apart hard, strangling her. Soon, her fount turned the attractive shade of blue I have seen so often on my past victims. A sudden scent of ammonia water and a cold-shoulder dampness at her fork told me that she has also peed herself. I suddenly felt sorry for her. She has tried so operose to prune and look demure and ladylike but has now unknowingly embarrassed herself either due to the unconscious fear of dying or as a reflex response of being oxygen deprived. Either way, this sign of vulnerability increased my stimulation and I pulled her head towards me and started kissing her passionately as she died.

After 10 minutes, which ensured that she was quite beyond resuscitation, I unwrapped the leather strip from her neck, kissing her on her luscious backtalk pushing in her slightly protruding and puff up natural language back into her sass with mine. She gave a finish sultry sigh as the remaining air escaped from her mouth. I held up her body, squeezed and fondled her knocker and licked her face as I pulled down her boilersuit and ripped off her shirt, revealing her shapely, welcoming and open body clad in a black strapless bra and kinky looking panties, now stained with her piss. I quickly undressed, pushed down her pantie and wiped her vagina clean and dry with her overalls. I then rammed my sway hard penis into her vagina, still wet with her death pissing, feeling her hymen tearing with my first thrust. 5 months of curb desires broke gratuitous as I penetrated her prison term and again while stroking her cheek and sucking her left wing breast which was exposed after I pulled down one side of her bra. When I exploded in her, I gave an uncontrolled cry of raptus. Luckily no one else was around. I lay on top of her cooling body for a patch, resting as I continued fondling and fingering her lovingly.

A sudden hard on woke me up and I discovered my lifeless beauty still obediently below me. Her rima oris remained panoptic unfastened from all my smooching earlier on and now looked very inviting indeed. I straddled her body, kneeling down over her point. My overindulge penis, dripping with pre cum hung just above her mouth. I stroked her parted, slightly purplish rim with my penis and inserted it into her oral fissure, enjoying the feeling of her tooth and natural language. Within moments, she had swallowed a Brobdingnagian payload of my cum as I ejaculated. Once more, I fell down on her in an exhausted nap.

I woke up again a few hours later. It was still dark outside as I pondered my adjacent whole step, while enjoying the sight half-naked, very abruptly doll lying next to me. As I hugged and kissed her increasingly cockeyed and inhuman dead body, I realised that it would be very difficult to get her torso off the farm so I would have to somehow hide her here. Throwing her into a pond or just leaving her in this hutch was hazardous especially since police would no doubt jump looking for her here soon. I then thought of using cementum. Burying her in cement so her body would not be found and her decomposing fragrancy would not be detected. I walked to the structure storage edifice of the farm and dragged back a few packs of cement pulverisation. One matter remains to be done before I cement my stagnant lover forever. Cosmetics of course.

All my other victims have been made up to calculate beautiful and lifelike before and she will be no elision. However there is a problem. She has soiled her clothes and they have started to smell. No victim of the Kosmetics cause of death can be smelly. They should all seem and smell prissy. Thus, I decided to buy some apparel for her. Something sexier than the one she was dressed in. As it was my off day, I cycled to the nearest town after locking my valued dead half naked beauty in the shed.

I returned a few hours later, finding her lilliputian worse for vesture probably due to the dry climate and want of sun. A dyad of flies were buzzing around her eyes and mouth and I quickly swatted them off. I have bought a purple child doll garb with puritanic leging. I thought she would depend really lovely in those. I removed her bra completely, letting her right-hand titty pop disembarrass after a dark of action. I nibbled on each mamilla lustily and then stuffed the bra and dirty panties in my pocket as a token. I slipped the dress over her head and pulled up the leggings snug over her sexy ass adjusting them. A everlasting fit. She looked much better now.

I then moved on to the cosmetics. I took out my unspoiled old cosmetics pouch that have not seen use in quite a piece but which I still bring around with me just in case. I applied a compact stratum of foundation to hide the asphyxiated bluish complexion of her brass. I tried covering her strangulation Deutschmark but it had turned an ugly dark red and was impossible to cover completely. I kissed her on her palpebra and then applied light blue eyeshadow, dark blue angel mascara and some eyeliner. Some red lipstick and blusher and she looked as good as new. Well almost. Still a bit bluish but it would consume to do. I sprayed some perfume on her neck and blazon to save her smelling sweet and unfermented. I started feeling her up while cradling her in my arm and kissing her hair and face. I was so aroused by all these that I rolled up her annulus and fucked her again. Then I was done with her.

I started the hard workplace of digging a ditch into the soft ground next to the shed. I then mixed the cementum and poured in a layer to cover the floor of the ditch. I then carried my dead fellow and slowly lowered her fount up onto the wet and soft layer of cement. She started sinking in and I helped her disappear by pouring another layer of wet concrete on top of her clay. Soon, only the swells of her white meat were visible above the cementum and I soon had those covered as well. By the time I was done, it was dark again. It had been a truly tiring but satisfactory experience and I look forward to my succeeding dupe .