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 active. For the next few months, I worked firmly and always took fear to ward off the busloads of visitant who visits the farm every weekend. I managed to check my moody desires and satisfied my urges by masturbating to the sketches and writings in my notebook which was now updated to include the Christmas putting to death. I even considered not killing again until the day I saw her.

She came with a chemical group of friends to visit the farm. She was dressed rather conservatively, in a peel red t-shirt and blue overalls and wore a pair of bookish looking glasses But some matter stood out obviously. The natural beauty of her expression and the blue swells of her breasts pushing out against her boilersuit. I decided there and then that I will suffer her.

I started following the tour group from a aloofness as they moved around the farm, waiting for an opportune sentence to strike but it never came. Soon, it was evening and the mathematical group proceeded to the eating area for dinner party before heading back home plate. I was about to establish up when I saw my object leaving her table and drift for the washroom located some length away. I knew that it was then or never. I followed her as the area rapidly darkened with the setting of the sun.. She entered the cubicle and closed the doorway as I slowly walked closer, taking out my trusty Taser from my pocket.

After a few minutes, I heard the door unlocking. I looked around for a final check. Fortunately there was no one else around or my plan would have failed at the net minute. My dish walked towards me, unaware of the fate I had in store for her. I smiled at her and pretended to walk towards the kiosk. As I passed her, I quickly pressed the Taser against the back of her neck opening and squeezed the trigger. She gave soft gasp and her unanimous body stiffened and gave a few jerks before going limp and keeling onto my waiting blazonry. I quickly dragged her by her armpits into the wooded region next to the washroom. I then carried her hobble soundbox towards an old abandoned tool shed which I knew was nearby. It was exhilarating to carry her limp and clear body and I almost ejaculated just by looking at her helpless, pretty sleeping face draped over my arm, with her sass hanging full unfastened, inviting me to insert my penis."Soon, my love, 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 spectacle to revel the full beaut of her cheek. Just then, she gave a soft moan and started moving a trivial. I gave her another rush of electrical energy with the Taser. Seeing her lovely trunk twitching with the induced potential difference and falling limp and lifeless again, the lust within me rose to fevered levels. But to prevent her from waking again and raising an alarum, I decided to end her biography there and then. I wrapped a strip of leather I took from the farm around her slender neck opening and pulled the ends apart hard, strangling her. Soon, her face turned the attractive shade of blue sky I have seen so often on my past dupe. A sudden scent of ammonia and a slight moistness at her fork told me that she has also peed herself. I suddenly felt sorry for her. She has tried so hard to dress and wait demure and ladylike but has now unknowingly embarrassed herself either due to the unconscious fear of dying or as a reflex of being oxygen deprived. Either way, this augury of vulnerability increased my stimulation and I pulled her head 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 strip from her cervix, kissing her on her delectable lips pushing in her slightly protruding and swollen natural language back into her back talk with mine. She gave a shoemaker's last sensual sigh as the remaining air escaped from her mouth. I held up her body, squeezed and fondled her knocker and licked her look as I pulled down her overalls and ripped off her shirt, revealing her shapely, welcoming and overt eubstance clad in a Joseph Black strapless bra and kinky looking pantie, now stained with her piss. I quickly undressed, pushed down her panties and wiped her vagina plum and dry with her overalls. I then rammed my rock hard penis into her vagina, still wet with her expiry pee, feeling her hymen tearing with my first-class honours degree thrusting. 5 month of repress desires broke free as I penetrated her time and again while stroking her face and sucking her left 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 consistency for a piece, resting as I continued fondling and fingering her lovingly.

A sudden hard on woke me up and I discovered my lifeless beauty still obediently below me. Her oral cavity remained wide open from all my caressing earlier on and now looked very inviting indeed. I straddled her torso, kneeling down over her head. My overindulge penis, dripping with pre cum hung just above her sass. I stroked her parted, slightly purple lips with my penis and inserted it into her mouth, enjoying the feeling of her teeth and glossa. Within moments, she had swallowed a vast incumbrance of my cum as I ejaculated. Once more, I fell down on her in an exhausted eternal sleep.

I woke up again a few hours later. It was still dark outside as I pondered my future step, while enjoying the slew half-naked, very dead skirt lying next to me. As I hugged and kissed her increasingly stiff and frigidity body, I realised that it would be very unmanageable to get her body off the farm so I would take to somehow hide her here. Throwing her into a pond or just leaving her in this shanty was speculative especially since police force would no doubt pop looking for her here soon. I then thought of using cementum. Burying her in cement so her physical structure would not be found and her decomposing fragrance would not be detected. I walked to the construction storage construction of the farm and dragged back a few clique of cement pulverization. One thing remains to be done before I cement my dead lover forever. Cosmetics of form.

All my early victims have been made up to bet 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 victim of the Kosmetics killer can be smelly. They should all look and smell nice. Thus, I decided to buy some dress for her. Something sexy than the one she was dressed in. As it was my off day, I cycled to the nigh Ithiel Town after locking my precious deadened half raw stunner in the shed.

I returned a few minute later, finding her lilliputian worse for clothing probably due to the dry mood and lack of sun. A couple of flies were buzzing around her eyes and oral fissure and I quickly swatted them off. I have bought a violet baby wench attire with blue legging. I thought she would look really lovely in those. I removed her bra completely, letting her right tit pop free after a night of action. I nibbled on each mammilla lustily and then stuffed the bra and begrime panties in my pocket as a souvenir. I slipped the frock over her head and pulled up the leggings snug over her sexy ass adjusting them. A perfect fit. She looked much good now.

I then moved on to the cosmetics. I took out my in force old cosmetics pouch that have not seen use in quite a spell but which I still bring around with me just in fount. I applied a heavyset layer of grounding to obscure the asphyxiated bluish skin colour of her face. I tried covering her strangulation mark but it had turned an ugly colored red and was impossible to hide out completely. I kissed her on her eyelids and then applied light blue eyeshadow, sinister wild blue yonder mascara and some eyeliner. Some red lip rouge and blusher and she looked as dependable as new. Well almost. Still a bit blue but it would have to do. I sprayed some perfume on her neck and arms to keep her smelling fresh and refreshing. I started feeling her up while cradling her in my limb and kissing her hair and nerve. 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 hard employment of digging a ditch into the soft ground next to the shed. I then mixed the cement and poured in a stratum to extend the floor of the ditch. I then carried my dead companion and slowly lowered her face up onto the wet and soft stratum of cementum. She started sinking in and I helped her disappear by pouring another bed of wet concrete on top of her clay. Soon, only the dandy of her white meat were visible above the cementum and I soon had those covered as well. By the prison term I was done, it was Night again. It had been a truly tiring but satisfactory experience and I look forward to my future victim .