journal of the Kosmetics Killer ( Entry # 5 )

After the last last, I had to lie low for some time as police stepped up patrols and young, jolly cleaning woman started to take safeguard like not being alone at home base at Night. I had to wait for more than a year before the next opportunity was uncommitted. And this time, she was someone close to me. She was my step- niece. I had gone to her robust parents'house for a family reunification when I saw her. The last time I saw her was around ten old age ago and I did not remove much card of her as she was too young. Now however, she had blossomed into an achingly beautiful vernal adult female. The altogether afternoon I was at her business firm, I was captivated by her feeling. Her farsighted pilus swished with every drive of her head and I could smell the fragrance of it whenever we were near. Her glasses instead of making her look brainy actually increased my desire as I wanted to see how she would look without them. Her light pink dress also seemed to enhance the shape of her soundbox. I thought I wouldn't have a opportunity with her until I heard that she would be left alone in the firm as everyone else would be driving to the countryside for a holiday later that night. I'll make for sure she would not be lonely.

A few hour later, when I knew that the rest of the family was gone, I drove back to the sign of the zodiac. I had no design to kill her this clock time as she was my removed congenator. So I brought along a bottle of trichloromethane I stole from a testing ground a few month ago after my last killing. There was no penury to break into the house so I simply pressed on the doorbell and waited for her to reply. The door opened and I was greeted by the Lapplander vision of comeliness I have seen earlier that day. She was still in the pink dress and she looked a little surprise to see me. I told her I have left something behind so she invited me in with a smile.
I walked in and shut the door behind me. I then took out the chloroformed soaked cloth in my pocket, stepped behind her and clamped it tight over her side while my other hired hand grabbed hold of one of her bosom and held her against my body.. I felt a boot of guilt as her struggles and whimper grew subdued and eventually stopped. She was out frigidness. It was the first time I used chloroform so I was quite glad that it worked as advertised. I lowered her onto the floor and removed the cloth from her fount. Her back talk were slightly parted and when I leaned forward to give them a kiss, I could detect the foul smell of trichloromethane. It didn't prevent me from enjoying a long passionate kiss with the new unconscious beauty though. I then lifted up her legato garden pink dress and pulled down her twain of black undies. Her vagina looked pristine and virginal. I licked and probed it with my tongue. She tasted really dessert.

I then pulled out my fully rear penis and raped her with uncontrolled lecherousness as it has been very long since my last victim. I did it with me on top of her and then I changed position and flipped her onto my body instead. Her soft, fragrant tomentum covered my straits and I kissed her uncontrollably. Finally, I stood up and held her in a seat position impaled on top of my phallus while I finally burst into her. If she became fraught and gave nascency, the infant would be my son and grandnephew. What an intriguing thought. She remained unconscious as I wearily lay her back down on the trading floor. Looking at her serenely sleep face and bleeding vagina, I realized something to my horror. I must have been muddled by my lecherousness and stupidly revealed myself to her before knocking her out. I felt a horrible good sense of guilty conscience as I realise what that would mean for her.

Once I decided to kill her, I set out to arrive at the adept of it. I wanted to try something unlike this time just to confuse the police. I would dress her in her own swim wear and leave her to drown in her own swimming pool next to the house. I chloroformed her again just to ensure that she would rest unconscious as I moved on to the next part of my plan. I went to her room and searched in her closet. I found a set of skimpy greens bikinis which I would deliver given anything to see her in. Now, it's going to fall out. I pulled off her apparel, and bra and fondled her just ripened boob for a few min while fingering her bloody vagina. I then wiped the blood clean and pulled the bikini rear end up her legs to fit snugly over her butt. I then tied the bikini top over her white meat. I then removed her glasses. She looks totally unlike and hot and it seems that she is set for her midnight swim !

I carried her out towards the pocket billiards and took one close look at her unconscious mind but still animated face. I then lowered gently into the pool where she turned belly pop and slowly sunk to the tooshie of the consortium, a flow of house of cards appearing from her mouth and nose.

I enjoyed the mountain her drowning for around twenty minutes and was about to leave when I realised that by the clock time she was discovered in two Day time when her family returned, she would become a bloated decomposing corpse. That would probably be too much for her parents to contract and I could also not bear the thought process of rendering this beaut into a rotting corpse. So there was only one matter I could do. I took off my clothes and jumped into the pool. Diving to the bottom, I grabbed one of her coat of arms and pulled her to the surface. I have always wanted to save a passably woman from drowning so it was a great experience for me. I pulled her by the chin and swam towards the side of the pool. There, I pulled her dripping wet, bikini clad body up onto the pool edge.

Her lip and font were blue and I could see that her belly was distended from swallowing water supply. She was of course no longer breathing by then. I knew that CPR would be futile so I tried it on her just for fun. I gave her cryptical breast compaction and sassing to mouth French kissing which has always been a fantasy of mine. Her chest rose beautifully with each breath I forced into her dead lungs but deflated again when I removed my mouth from hers. I also tried to remove the water from her bloated belly by pressing hard onto it causing water to spray out from her sass and nostril. I had fun doing CPR and Heimlich on her beautiful swim body for almost an 60 minutes and I was getting so aroused with this futile but sexy CPR that I pulled down her bikini and raped her corpse one more metre. By then, she was very depressed and was almost dry and her abdomen was monotone once more.

I pulled her bikini backside back on, carried her back into the home and placed her on her bed. I switched on the air con to slow down down her chemical decomposition reaction so she would still front expert when they discover her .I then dried her consistence and pilus and helped combed her hair until it looked slap-up and tidy. I decided to keep open her bra and undies as a memento so I left her bikinis on as I pulled her frock back over her body. I then applied a bed of foundation on her face to get across her blueish complexion. succeeding, I used blusher to generate her a healthy sluice spirit. I then applied some bright red lipstick, gullible eye tail and purple mascara to discharge her new postal service mortem look. Finally, I placed her glasses back on her face. I thought she looked prettier now than when she was alive. I took some photo of her before leaving.

It was really kind for her to provide so much enjoyment for her alone step uncle .