SATOMI KATO 'S GLORIOUS DEATH
Satomi Kato walked through her vicinity near her business firm on the even of the 25 April, 2016. Satomi was a Brigham Young lady who was proud to be Nipponese. She enjoyed her Aikido and Judo classes. She enjoyed wearing traditonal Japanese clothing. She loved the culinary artistic production of Nihon. Satomi had traveled the world but had always returned to her dear country. At 25 years old she had experienced a lot but still enjoyed her own country 's culture.
Satomi was walking that evening around 8 PM wearing her pink yukata. She loved wearing yukata even in casual everyday position. She was going to cope with a ally at a local eating place. It had been a long day 's study and was glad to relax.

Satomi 's 'Friend'Yoko, whom she was going to adjoin was actually her lover. Satomi shivered as she thought of Yoko 's soft mouth against hers, not to mention her own soft lips all over Yoko 's sexy naked soundbox. Satomi beamed as she though of this. After eating tonight she planned on driving her lover wild in bed. They had met in college and already planned on spending the rest of their liveliness together.
Satomi thought she heard soul moving in a small alley as she walked by near the restaurant. `` Who 's there ? '' she shouted.
The answer was a katana being swung at her. Satomi successfully dodged it and went into defence force mood. She had difficulty seeing her aggressor however. She grabbed her assailant and sent him to the dry land. Her attacker caught her off guard however and sway his katana again as it passed through Satomi 's cervix sending her head tumbling onto the priming. A shower of origin fell to the footing and her headless body twitched before falling to the concrete with a clump. Her lovely decapitated head word rolled to a stop in a huge pool of blood. Satomi Kato was dead. Her lover Yoko would never feel Satomi 's diffused brim on her again.
The killer was exhilerated. This was the most enjoyable kill yet. This woman had been a suitable adversary. He was no to a lesser extent glad Satomi was dead however. He looked in awe as he saw the cover girl young Aikido practitioner 's headless body lying in a pool of blood. There would be a big good deal to strip up but it was worth it. He picked up Satomi 's decapitated head and closed her middle. Her lip were parted in Death. `` Thank you Satomi. You were a expectant adversary. The other girls did n't put up a fight. I am very happy to take had the chance to kill you. ``
kill Satomi Kato he had. It had been a thrilling, beautiful murder. Her decapitated trunk was so gorgeous it was unlikely. She had been a adorable fair sex. Her tearing death was suitable of her spirit.
He carried Satomi 's severed head and torso up to his room. He wiped the lovely Japanese woman 's stock off his brand. He did n't imagine he would be able to top this one, the killer thought. Killing her was one of the keen accomplishments of his life.
Satomi Kato 's liveliness was finished, however there was a great testimonial to her when she would be laid to pillow in her chicken feed coffin. The killer whale first enjoyed Satomi 's perfectly body in many means over those two days. The killer whale had so much regard for her and washed her kimono of all the profligate stains. `` Do n't occupy, Satomi. You are even more beautiful in death. ``
'' The great 1 die young, '' they say. Satomi was definitely great. Her violent death was a triumph of lulu and art. The orca thought that the greatest display of love and respect for a beautiful cleaning woman was to bump off her in cold blood.
When the killer took Satomi 's stiff to her final exam resting piazza he thought of how to make her coffin extra special. He then thought just her body being there would get to it special. He placed her decapitated brain at the front tell from her headless stiff. Unlike the other women he had murdered he left Satomi 's clothes on her body. He left her breast exposed however. It was simply beautiful, he thought.
'' Satomi Kato 1991-2016 Brilliant martial arist and gorgeous cleaning lady. R.I.P. Death by beheading. ``
Satomi Kato was a great charwoman, but it is much better that she is dead now. Not even the most brave warriors get as glorious of a destruction as this Japanese beauty had. Her beauty and bravery will live on forever.

THE END

YOKO attempt REVENGE
Yoko Mizushima was distraut. She had been told that her devotee Satomi Kato had been murdered. The tears would n't stop falling from her face. She could n't believe it.
Yoko had been told by an informant that she was in conclusion seen near the restaurant where they were to meet that night. No one had seen Satomi 's body so she still did n't believe she was dead. She did n't know who the informant was but she headed there right away. Satomi always told her she was too trusting and naive. Maybe she was, Yoko thought, but she had to do something.
Yoko wore a sexy pitch blackness dress that showed off the lovely cleaning lady 's curves. She wore black mellow heels and silk panty. She had red lipstick on and her nails were burnished, long, and red. She dressed the total opposite of her now all in girlfriend.
Yoko was frightened as she neared the flock where her witnesser told her that her beloved Satomi was last seen. She was not used to going situation on her own. She saw a man standing in a diminished alley near where the site was she was supposedly shoemaker's last seen.The man asked her, `` Are you Yoko Mizushima ? ``
'' Yes '' she replied.
'' I killed your lover, '' he said.
Yoko was enraged as she flew at the man desparate to get revenge. The man reacted quickly and pulled out his katana. Yoko charged at him and slapped the man and scratched his side with her nails.
The man quickly responded by lifting his katana and impaled Mizushima through her chest and out her back. Yoko looked into the man 's oculus and still struggled to push back, but the man held his sword in the charwoman 's bureau watching the rake run out of her lesion. She choked blood out of her oral cavity as she tried to take a breather. The man wanted her to die slowly and painfully so he held to katana still inside her. The man enjoyed watching the woman in her death throes. The life slowly ebbed out of her. A great consortium of blood formed beneath where the dying Japanese looker stood. Yoko 's oculus closed and her limb fell limply to her side of meat. The only thing keeping her standing was the man holding the sword inside her. The man smiled when he was satisfied that there was no heart rate coming from the endearing cleaning woman. He pulled the brand out of her wound and watched in delight as Yoko 's eubstance fell limply to the dry land. He loved how limp and exanimate she looked. He wiped his blade of the abruptly woman 's blood.
The killer looked down at the organic structure of his twenty percent dupe. So aphrodisiacal and hot Yoko looked with that black dress and high heels. She dressed well for her own funeral, the man thought darkly.
Yoko did not get the retaliation she sought. She would however be reunited with her devotee in death. The grampus knew Yoko was intimately off dead. He had enjoyed murdering her though he had no ill will torward her. He only told her he had killed Satomi to get Yoko enraged enough to charge at him.
He then felt his typeface. He had just noticed in his excitement of killing the beauty that she had scratched his face and he was bleeding. He smiled. `` wellspring fought Loretta Young noblewoman. ``
Yoko had a very curvy body with tumid breasts and the killer would get great enjoyment out of her dead body. After taking the lovely corpse upstairs he washed her raw body of all the blood as usual. Touching Yoko 's body was a real joy. He could see why a great woman like Satomi Kato loved her so.
The killer had built a new glass casket For Yoko And Satomi 's bodies to lie face by slope in demise. It was a lovely jesture he thought because he respected both of them.
Yoko 's trunk was such a joy to carry around with her limp and sexy arms and pegleg that the Orcinus orca did n't want to let her go. After two days however it was time to lay her to remain alongside her lover.
The brass for both of the lovely couple was put side by slope. Yoko 's read :
'' Yoko Mizushima 1993-2016 Satomi 's lover. R.I.P. Died from being impaled by katana. ''
The cause of death laid Yoko to rest bare except for silk panties and high hound. A demarcation to Satomi Kato 's yukata she wore in expiry. It was gorgeous the killer thought.
Murdering lovely womanhood was a genuine joy for the killer. Especially when he respected the peeress he kills like Yoko and Satomi.
The killer smiled at some of the new arm he was going to use in the near future on his next victims. A certain Chinese lady living in Japanese capital he has been following. She is extraordinarily beautiful and she wo n't be alive much longer. The orca was planning a very dreadful death for this lovely lady. He had experimented with making Yoko suffer before she died by holding the sword inside of her. Torture and pain was something he was occupy in trying in the time to come.
The cause of death looked back one more time at his victims so far before bolting the door and driving back to his menage.
Yoko Mizushima 's new home was lying succeeding to her dead fan Satomi Kato. Their beloved was extraordinary and is beautiful even in death. Their trunk brushed against each early in the substance of the coffin. Both their lips were slightly parted and still red as if they were still alive. Their eyes were closed in death but their skin still had a hue that made it look as though they were only sleeping. long time from now their dish will still rest.
THE END