SATOMI KATO 'S GLORIOUS demise
Satomi Kato walked through her vicinity near her house on the even of the 25 April, 2016. Satomi was a vernal dame who was majestic to be Nipponese. She enjoyed her Aikido and Judo form. She enjoyed wearing traditonal Nipponese article of clothing. She loved the culinary art of Japan. Satomi had traveled the globe but had always returned to her beloved country. At 25 years old she had experienced a lot but still enjoyed her own state 's culture.
Satomi was walking that evening around 8 PM wearing her garden pink yukata. She loved wearing yukata even in perfunctory everyday situations. She was going to meet a admirer at a local anaesthetic restaurant. It had been a long day 's work and was glad to relax.

Satomi 's 'Friend'Yoko, whom she was going to meet was actually her fan. Satomi shivered as she thought of Yoko 's soft lips against hers, not to mention her own soft lips all over Yoko 's sexy naked body. 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 eternal sleep of their living together.
Satomi thought she heard someone moving in a small-scale 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 mode. She had difficulty seeing her attacker however. She grabbed her attacker and sent him to the ground. Her assaulter caught her off precaution however and swung his katana again as it passed through Satomi 's neck sending her head tumbling onto the primer. A shower of stemma fell to the dry land and her headless consistency twitched before falling to the concrete with a thump. Her lovely decapitated head rolled to a blockage in a huge consortium of blood. Satomi Kato was all in. Her buff Yoko would never feel Satomi 's soft brim on her again.
The cause of death was exhilerated. This was the most enjoyable kill yet. This woman had been a desirable opponent. He was no less glad Satomi was dead however. He looked in awe as he saw the pin-up young Aikido practitioner 's headless body lying in a pool of bloodline. There would be a big mess to clean up but it was worth it. He picked up Satomi 's decapitated heading and closed her eyes. Her rim were parted in death. `` Thank you Satomi. You were a great adversary. The early girls did n't put up a fight. I am very happy to have had the hazard to kill you. ``
kill Satomi Kato he had. It had been a thrilling, beautiful execution. Her decapitated torso was so gorgeous it was unconvincing. She had been a endearing womanhood. Her violent death was worthy of her aliveness.
He carried Satomi 's severed read/write head and torso up to his room. He wiped the lovely Nipponese adult female 's ancestry off his blade. He did n't consider he would be able to top this one, the cause of death thought. Killing her was one of the dandy accomplishments of his life.
Satomi Kato 's life story was finished, however there was a peachy testimonial to her when she would be laid to breathe in her chicken feed coffin. The orca first enjoyed Satomi 's dead body in many way of life over those two solar day. The Orcinus orca had so a good deal respect for her and washed her kimono of all the lineage stains. `` Do n't care, Satomi. You are even more beautiful in expiry. ``
'' The bang-up ones die Thomas Young, '' they say. Satomi was definitely great. Her violent death was a triumph of smasher and prowess. The killer thought that the greatest appearance of dearest and esteem for a beautiful woman was to mutilate her in cold blood.
When the killer took Satomi 's cadaver to her final examination resting place he thought of how to work her casket superfluous limited. He then thought just her consistence being there would micturate it particular. He placed her decapitated capitulum at the front separate from her headless corpse. Unlike the other cleaning woman he had murdered he left Satomi 's wearing apparel on her torso. He left her knocker exposed however. It was simply beautiful, he thought.
'' Satomi Kato 1991-2016 Brilliant soldierlike arist and gorgeous woman. R.I.P. Death by decapitation. ``
Satomi Kato was a dandy woman, but it is much better that she is dead now. Not even the most brave warriors get as splendid of a expiry as this Japanese beaut had. Her mantrap and fearlessness will live on forever.

THE END

YOKO TRIES revenge
Yoko Mizushima was distraut. She had been told that her lover Satomi Kato had been murdered. The teardrop would n't hold on falling from her look. She could n't believe it.
Yoko had been told by an informant that she was live seen near the restaurant where they were to fulfill that dark. No one had seen Satomi 's body so she still did n't believe she was numb. 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 black dress that showed off the lovely woman 's curves. She wore black luxuriously heels and silk panties. She had red lipstick on and her nails were shiny, long, and red. She dressed the tote up opposite of her now numb girlfriend.
Yoko was frightened as she neared the sight where her informant told her that her honey Satomi was net seen. She was not used to going places on her own. She saw a man standing in a small alley near where the website was she was supposedly live seen.The man asked her, `` Are you Yoko Mizushima ? ``
'' Yes '' she replied.
'' I killed your buff, '' he said.
Yoko was enraged as she flew at the man desparate to get retaliation. The man reacted quickly and pulled out his katana. Yoko charged at him and slapped the man and scratched his brass with her nails.
The man quickly responded by lifting his katana and impaled Mizushima through her breast and out her back. Yoko looked into the man 's eyes and still struggled to fight back, but the man held his sword in the fair sex 's chest watching the descent run out of her wound. She choked roue out of her oral fissure as she tried to breathe. The man wanted her to die slowly and painfully so he held to katana still inside her. The man enjoyed watching the fair sex in her Death throe. The living slowly ebbed out of her. A orotund pool of bloodline formed beneath where the dying Japanese beauty stood. Yoko 's center closed and her subdivision fell limply to her side. The just thing keeping her standing was the man holding the blade inside her. The man smiled when he was satisfied that there was no pulse coming from the lovely woman. He pulled the sword out of her wound and watched in delight as Yoko 's body fell limply to the land. He loved how gimp and lifeless she looked. He wiped his blade of the dead cleaning woman 's blood.
The killer looked down at the body of his 5th dupe. So sexy and hot Yoko looked with that black dress and high hound. She dressed well for her own funeral, the man thought darkly.
Yoko did not get the revenge she sought. She would however be reunited with her lover in death. The orca knew Yoko was better off abruptly. 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 excite at him.
He then felt his face. He had just noticed in his exhilaration of killing the ravisher that she had scratched his human face and he was bleeding. He smiled. `` wellspring fought Cy Young lady. ``
Yoko had a very curvy body with great white meat and the killer would get great enjoyment out of her dead body. After taking the lovely remains upstairs he washed her bare torso of all the pedigree as usual. Touching Yoko 's trunk was a real joy. He could see why a dandy woman like Satomi Kato loved her so.
The killer whale had built a new glass casket For Yoko And Satomi 's dead body to lie side of meat by side in death. It was a lovely jesture he thought because he respected both of them.
Yoko 's torso was such a joy to carry around with her limp and sexy arms and legs that the Orcinus orca did n't need to let her go. After two days however it was clock time to lay her to rest alongside her lover.
The plaques for both of the lovely couple was put side by side. Yoko 's read :
'' Yoko Mizushima 1993-2016 Satomi 's lover. R.I.P. Died from being impaled by katana. ''
The Orcinus orca laid Yoko to rest naked except for silk scanty and highschool cad. A direct contrast to Satomi Kato 's yukata she wore in last. It was gorgeous the killer whale thought.
Murdering lovely women was a real joy for the killer. Especially when he respected the ladies he kills like Yoko and Satomi.
The orca smiled at some of the new artillery he was going to use in the almost future on his side by side victims. A certain Taiwanese Lady living in Tokio he has been following. She is extraordinarily beautiful and she wo n't be alive much longer. The killer was planning a very painful death for this pin-up 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 interested in trying in the future.
The killer whale looked back one more prison term at his victim so far before bolting the doorway and driving back to his abode.
Yoko Mizushima 's new home was lying next to her dead fan Satomi Kato. Their love was extraordinary and is beautiful even in death. Their bodies brushed against each early in the center 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. year from now their knockout will still remain.
THE END