jak had no idea that life sentence would extend him a very special natural endowment in a form of a beautiful young girl, who would offer him a special pleasure beyond his vision. The fille was an interchange student from Pakistan. Her name was Bena Shari, and the moment Jack laid his eyes on her in social class, he felt desire burn inside him.

Bena was very beautiful. She was slim, with graceful smooth neck, luxuriously cheekbones and raven hair that fell almost to her waist. Her skin was still, light brown and spicy. In poor, diddly-squat always got his mind wondering what he would do with Bena once he managed to somehow score her. diddly was golden, because Bena liked him too.

They met in the park after stratum and jackfruit simply kissed her on impulse and she responded with passion that made him fly. diddlyshit 's tongue explored her oral cavity and she tasted of unwarranted spicery and honey. The next day, Bena seemed to waffle about something. Jack told her boldly that he would like to make love to Bena. Eventually, after nearly an 60 minutes of silence, Bena cried a footling, but then seemed to finally make up her mind.

gob drove her to his brother 's hunting club just outside the city and there, in entire privacy, he took Bena 's virginity. Before he penetrated her, they cuddled and kissed and tar patiently showed her the art of pleasing a man with her mouth. Bena was a gentle and outstanding lover. She lovingly and smoothly brought diddlyshit to heights of ecstasy, and seafarer exploded in her mouth. Bena savored his cum and drank him dry, before lying down on the bed and spreading her ramification obediently for him. Jack enjoyed her body again and again, until they both lay exhausted on the rumpled mainsheet. `` Jack, `` Bena said after she rested. I want to show you something. Something I never showed to anyone."

"Really ? '' squat said with a smile. `` What is it Bena ?"

"It might knock over you a little, `` Bena said reaching into her haversack and removing a chummy manila envelope. She passed Jack a thick wad of photograph and Jack gasped in surprise at their content.

Nearly half of the photograph showed hanged young women and girls, some fully clothed, others completely naked. Jack could see that characterisation were taken in versatile emplacement, and that the victim were hanged using anything from metal wire to shoe lace, ropes, cords and metallic element cables. The other picture showed actual real liveliness executions, bulk and unaccompanied hangings and close ups of the bushed charwoman 's faces and neck opening after their soundbox were cut down.

theatrical role of Jack wanted to excite with disgust, but greater parting of him was clearly fascinated by what he had seen. The hanged were all women, and judging from sea dog knew in his history lesson, women were indiscriminately executed primarily in the Middle eastern United States and component of South East Asia.

"Holy son of a bitch, '' said Jack.

"Where did you get this ? '' Brought from my former commonwealth, `` Bena replied with a suspiration.

"In my rural area men are maestro and its very important to keep family 's honor. transgression means sealed death. These hanged young woman were killed by their congener, with the exceptions of executions. Its just the way it is Jack."

"But why hang them ? '' manual laborer wondered.

"Hanging is very popular, `` Bena explained.

"Its cheap, simple and it excites men. I saw various executions myself Jack. adult female 's'demise throes are considered almost as appeal as her climax. Hanging is used for adultery, murder and family dishonor. It must look foreign but I myself secretly find them fascinating. The anticipation, the rope around the cervix, the suspension, the pain ... ''

'' This girl here looks fairly equanimity, '' tar said pointing at the photograph of a untried teen standing on the flatbed truck, with gin around her throat, with the early end of the thin roach being tied over the metal Pole with a cross shaft of light. The secondment exposure showed the motortruck pulling away, and the third base pictured the girl 's grimacing human face, as the rope went tight around her neck opening. diddly-squat was amazed how such a dilute neck could support the weight of her soundbox. The R-2 was very fragile and it dug deep into the girl 's flesh.

'' What 's this ? '' he asked Bena, pointing at the puddle beneath the girl 's kicking feet.

"Most of the hanged girls wet themselves as they strangle, '' Bena explained with a slender blush of her cheeks.

"This is unbelievable, '' Jack said shaking his principal.

"Why do you hold open these pictures ?"

"Because they are very uncommon, '' Bena said.

"You never find anything like that. I know that some collectors would pay a lot of money to get them. I have decided to render them to you Jack, if you help me do something. ''

'' What do you need me to do ? '' Jack asked, with pursuit.

"You see jack, I ca n't go back to Pakistan. You took my virginity and It will mean certain death for me if my home finds out. I wanted to enjoy lifetime in the west and I had a great clip in the United States Now I want to end my aliveness. I want to hang myself, so I die by my normal and not suffer the miserableness back rest home. ''

'' Bena, this is crazy, '' Jack said with disbelief.

"Are you actually asking me to avail you do it ?"

"I will do everything, '' Bena said to him. '' You just help me to find a distant shoes to do it. Since you have been so nice to me, I will give you a parting giving Jack. Do you throw a camcorder ?"

"In the service department, '' tar said not knowing what to think of all this.

"commodity, '' Bena smiled, showing her thoroughgoing white teeth.

"You are going to tape my suspension and you are going to keep the magnetic tape for yourself. That way you will never block me. '' diddley argued, but Bena was business firm in her decision. Jack finally gave up, realizing that he had to avail Bena and keep back his sass shut after Bena died.

seafarer went with Bena into a service department, where they went through boxes of stuff, searching for a good rope. Bena told squat that she did n't require a broken neck. She wanted to die by slow up throttling, experiencing every moment of it.. Finally, diddly-shit found a length of roach about half column inch in diam and showed it to Bena.

"Perfect, '' Bena said.

"Take the spare in case it snaps. ''

They went into the nearby forest and found a tree with ten feet magniloquent stocky horizontal outgrowth. While Bena made the snare, doodly-squat made sure his television camera was working. He found an old wooden box for Bena to use. Bena climbed on the box and tugged on the rope.

'' Looks good, '' she said to diddly. Jack pointed his photographic camera at Her and used the zoom lens to seize her in arrant detail.

"Ready ? '' Bena asked.

"Ready, '' Jack said and turned on the recording push. He saw Bena slowly and gracefully slip the running noose around her neck opening, tightening it, positioning the slipknot on the side under her decently ear and looked at jack.

"I am Bena Shari, '' she said loudly.

"I have decided to give ear myself for my own personal reasonableness. I dedicate this tape measure to the man who loved me and gave me pleasure. ''

Then she kicked away the box. The roofy went tight and Bena 's exotic dance of expiry began.

"Ack ... ghurk ! '' Jack heard Bena 's wet gurgle, as the rope dug into her tranquil neck.

'' HGHRHHHK ... GHRAGHGHKKK ... NGHHRKKK ... '' Bena 's hands begun to clench into fists at her sides and her branch begun to tremble from the mental strain. She began to make gaudy gargling noises and her whole body went into sinewy convulsions, as she fought the approaching death with all her might.

Bena 's prospicient groundwork begun to kvetch back and forth, and her neck opening begun to stretch slowly, showing her neck muscles spasming as she flailed in the running noose like a Fish caught on the line. Bena 's eyes rolled in their sockets and saliva poured from the corner of her sassing.

"hhhrghhk ... she gurgled weakly as her windpipe closed completely and he began to jerk as if she was struck by an galvanising current. Her lovely tongue wormed itself between her lip and her fingers curled and scratched against the fabric of her blue jean. The forget me drug bit deeply into the flesh of her soft neck, cutting off the line supply to her brain.

Now Bena was beyond bother. Her stomach muscles spasmed, slow down and spasmed again. Her feet begun to jerk uncontrollably and her head finally tilted to the side as more spittle drooled out of her oral fissure. Jack noticed the wet growing piss brand between Bena 's long legs, and swallowed hard, continuing to tape her decease.

Bena convulsed several times and suddenly gave a marvellous jerk, after which her script hung by her face, and shit could smack the sharp odor of voided gut. For a second he was afraid that the rope might snap, but the rope held and Bena continued to pan as she messed up her underwear and jeans.

It took another bit or so for Bena 's death convulsion to blockade. She hung still, understood and unmoving, still beautiful in her death. jack taped her for another few bit, then switched the television camera off and walked up to the hanged Bena.

He picked up the box and climbed on it, so his face was on the Saame level as Bena 's and kissed her mouth. Then he cut her down and slowly removed the rope from her neck.

"So beautiful, '' he said tracing the R-2 suntan with his fingers.

Jack brought Bena 's body back to the lodge and stripped her of her soiled clothes and burned them. Then, he washed her body thoroughly with sponge and shampoo and toweled her dry. squat then wrapped her dead body in white sheet and buried her under the young orchard apple tree tree.

Bena 's disappearance remained an unresolved mystery forever, and knave retained in his willpower Bena 's gift of picture, her suicide tape recording and the Mexican valium she used to end her liveliness. On social function, Jack played the tape in his private sketch, admiring the spirit and lulu of the young woman named Bena Shari River. She gave him a pleasure he could never block .