After the Xmas chick was found, the law stepped up the nationwide manhunt for me.. I decided to lie low for the time being and got a job picking fruits at a rural farm. Didn't pay much but it kept me alive. For the next few month, I worked hard and always took care to debar the busloads of visitor who visits the farm every weekend. I managed to hold my colored desires and satisfied my impulse by masturbating to the survey and Hagiographa in my notebook which was now updated to let in the Christmas killing. I even considered not killing again until the day I saw her.

She came with a group of admirer to visit the farm. She was dressed rather conservatively, in a striped red t-shirt and blue boilers suit and wore a pair of studious looking glasses But some things stood out obviously. The natural knockout of her face and the docile sheik of her bosom pushing out against her overall. I decided there and then that I will have her.

I started following the tour group from a space as they moved around the farm, waiting for an opportune clip to impinge on but it never came. Soon, it was evening and the chemical group proceeded to the eating area for dinner before heading back home. I was about to give up when I saw my target leaving her table and heading for the washroom located some aloofness away. I knew that it was then or never. I followed her as the country rapidly darkened with the setting of the sun.. She entered the cubicle and closed the room access as I slowly walked closer, taking out my trustworthy Taser from my pocket.

After a few instant, I heard the doorway unlocking. I looked around for a final check. Fortunately there was no one else around or my plan would feature failed at the last minute. My beauty walked towards me, unaware of the fate I had in fund for her. I smiled at her and pretended to walk towards the cubicle. As I passed her, I quickly pressed the Taser against the binding of her neck and squeezed the trigger. She gave delicate gasp and her unhurt body stiffened and gave a few jerks before going limp and keeling onto my waiting arms. I quickly dragged her by her axilla into the wooded area next to the washroom. I then carried her limp body towards an old abandoned prick shed which I knew was nearby. It was exhilarating to channel her limp and Inner Light body and I almost ejaculated just by looking at her helpless, pretty sleeping human face draped over my arm, with her backtalk hanging wide open, inviting me to insert my penis."Soon, my love life, I remembered whispering to her as I quickened my steps.

Once inside the shed, I lay her down gently onto the dusty priming. I removed the eyeglasses to enjoy the full beauty of her human face. Just then, she gave a soft moan and started moving a little. I gave her another surge of electrical energy with the Taser. Seeing her lovely eubstance twitching with the induced voltage and falling limp and lifeless again, the lust within me rose to fevered levels. But to prevent her from waking again and raising an alarm, I decided to end her life there and then. I wrapped a strip of leather I took from the farm around her slender cervix and pulled the ends apart hard, strangling her. Soon, her face turned the attractive shade of blue angel I have seen so often on my past victims. A sudden odour of ammonia and a slight damp at her genitalia told me that she has also peed herself. I suddenly felt sorry for her. She has tried so intemperate to dress and look demure and ladylike but has now unknowingly embarrassed herself either due to the unconscious concern of dying or as a reflex of being atomic number 8 deprived. Either way, this mansion of exposure increased my arousal and I pulled her principal 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 comic strip from her neck, kissing her on her luscious lips pushing in her slightly protruding and swollen lingua back into her lip with mine. She gave a stopping point sensual suspiration as the remaining air escaped from her lip. I held up her body, squeezed and fondled her breasts and licked her brass as I pulled down her overalls and ripped off her shirt, revealing her shapely, welcoming and open physical structure clad in a black strapless bra and kinky looking panties, now stained with her pee. I quickly undressed, pushed down her panties and wiped her vagina scavenge and dry with her overalls. I then rammed my stone surd penis into her vagina, still wet with her death water, feeling her hymen tearing with my first knife thrust. 5 months of suppressed desires broke rid as I penetrated her metre and again while stroking her nerve and sucking her left hand boob which was exposed after I pulled down one side of her bra. When I exploded in her, I gave an uncontrolled cry of ecstasy. Luckily no one else was around. I lay on top of her cooling body for a while, resting as I continued fondling and fingering her lovingly.

A sudden hard on woke me up and I discovered my exanimate stunner still obediently below me. Her mouth remained wide capable from all my kissing earlier on and now looked very inviting indeed. I straddled her body, kneeling down over her foreland. My gourmandize penis, dripping with pre cum hung just above her rima oris. I stroked her parted, slightly purplish lip with my member and inserted it into her sass, enjoying the feeling of her teeth and tongue. Within mo, she had swallowed a huge load of my cum as I ejaculated. Once more, I fell down on her in an eat sleep.

I woke up again a few hours later. It was still dark outside as I pondered my succeeding stair, while enjoying the sight half-naked, very dead chick lying next to me. As I hugged and kissed her increasingly soused and cold body, I realised that it would be very difficult to get her soundbox off the farm so I would have to somehow hide her here. Throwing her into a pond or just leaving her in this shanty was risky especially since law would no doubt bulge out looking for her here soon. I then thought of using cement. Burying her in cement so her body would not be found and her decomposing scent would not be detected. I walked to the construction storage edifice of the farm and dragged back a few packs of cementum pulverization. One matter remains to be done before I cement my idle fan forever. Cosmetics of course.

All my other victim have been made up to attend 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 dupe of the Kosmetics Killer can be smelly. They should all take care and smell courteous. Thus, I decided to buy some clothes for her. Something sexier than the one she was dressed in. As it was my off day, I cycled to the nighest town after locking my cute dead half naked beauty in the shed.

I returned a few hours later, finding her slight worse for wear probably due to the dry climate and lack of sun. A distich of fly were buzzing around her centre and rima oris and I quickly swatted them off. I have bought a violet baby doll garb with aristocratic leggings. I thought she would calculate really lovely in those. I removed her bra completely, letting her right wing chest pop free after a Night of action. I nibbled on each nipple lustily and then stuffed the bra and soiled scanty in my pocket as a souvenir. I slipped the wearing apparel over her head and pulled up the leggings snug over her sexy ass adjusting them. A perfect fit. She looked much advantageously now.

I then moved on to the cosmetics. I took out my near old cosmetics pouch that have not seen use in quite a while but which I still bring around with me just in typesetter's case. I applied a loggerheaded layer of instauration to cover the asphyxiated bluish skin color of her facial expression. I tried covering her choking cross but it had turned an ugly night red and was impossible to hide completely. I kissed her on her lid and then applied alight blueish eyeshadow, benighted blue air mascara and some eyeliner. Some red lipstick and paint and she looked as good as new. Well almost. Still a bit blue but it would have to do. I sprayed some perfume on her neck and blazon to keep her smelling Henry Sweet and unfermented. I started feeling her up while cradling her in my weapon system and kissing her hair's-breadth and face. I was so aroused by all these that I rolled up her skirt and fucked her again. Then I was done with her.

I started the grueling work of digging a ditch into the soft ground next to the shed. I then mixed the cement and poured in a layer to comprehend the flooring of the ditch. I then carried my all in familiar and slowly lowered her typeface up onto the wet and soft level of cementum. She started sinking in and I helped her disappear by pouring another layer of wet concrete on top of her corpse. Soon, only the swells of her breast were seeable above the cement and I soon had those covered as well. By the time I was done, it was night again. It had been a truly tiring but satisfactory experience and I look forward to my succeeding victim .