After the Dec 25 chick was found, the constabulary 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 alive. For the next few month, I worked voiceless and always took care to quash the busloads of visitors who visits the farm every weekend. I managed to insure my coloured desires and satisfied my urges by masturbating to the sketches and writings in my notebook which was now updated to let in the Xmas killing. I even considered not killing again until the day I saw her.

She came with a grouping of acquaintance to visit the farm. She was dressed rather conservatively, in a striped red t-shirt and blue overalls and wore a pair of studious looking glasses But some matter stood out obviously. The natural lulu of her face and the gentle beau of her bosom pushing out against her boilers suit. I decided there and then that I will have her.

I started following the tour group from a distance as they moved around the farm, waiting for an opportune metre to strickle but it never came. Soon, it was evening and the mathematical group proceeded to the rust area for dinner before heading back home. I was about to devote up when I saw my target leaving her tabular array and header for the washroom located some space away. I knew that it was then or never. I followed her as the sphere rapidly darkened with the setting of the sun.. She entered the carrell and closed the room access as I slowly walked closer, taking out my trustworthy Taser from my pocket.

After a few minutes, I heard the threshold unlocking. I looked around for a final substantiation. Fortunately there was no one else around or my plan would ingest failed at the last minute. My sweetheart 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 book binding of her neck and squeezed the gun trigger. She gave soft gasp and her whole trunk stiffened and gave a few jerks before going limp and keeling onto my waiting arm. I quickly dragged her by her axillary cavity into the wooded area next to the washroom. I then carried her hobble trunk towards an old abandoned tool shed which I knew was nearby. It was exhilarating to expect her limp and light body and I almost ejaculated just by looking at her helpless, pretty sleeping font draped over my arm, with her mouth hanging wide of the mark afford, inviting me to insert my penis."Soon, my sexual love, I remembered whispering to her as I quickened my steps.

Once inside the shed, I lay her down gently onto the stale ground. I removed the spectacles to enjoy the replete beauty of her face. Just then, she gave a soft moan and started moving a short. I gave her another surge of electricity with the Taser. Seeing her lovely body twitching with the induced potential and falling limp and lifeless again, the lecherousness within me rose to fevered levels. But to prevent her from waking again and raising an alarm, I decided to end her life there and then. I wrapped a strip of leather I took from the farm around her slender neck and pulled the ends apart hard, strangling her. Soon, her brass turned the attractive tone of blue angel I have seen so often on my past times victims. A sudden odour of ammonium hydroxide and a slight dampness at her genitals told me that she has also peed herself. I suddenly felt sorry for her. She has tried so hard to habilitate and look demure and ladylike but has now unknowingly embarrassed herself either due to the unconscious fright of dying or as a reflex of being oxygen deprived. Either way, this sign of vulnerability increased my arousal and I pulled her head towards me and started kissing her passionately as she died.

After 10 mo, which ensured that she was quite beyond resuscitation, I unwrapped the leather strip from her neck, kissing her on her delicious sass pushing in her slightly protruding and vain tongue back into her back talk with mine. She gave a last sensual sigh as the remaining air escaped from her mouth. I held up her torso, squeezed and fondled her white meat and licked her human face as I pulled down her overalls and ripped off her shirt, revealing her shapely, welcoming and open body clad in a ignominious strapless bra and kinky looking panties, now stained with her piss. I quickly undressed, pushed down her scanty and wiped her vagina clean and dry with her boilersuit. I then rammed my rock-and-roll difficult penis into her vagina, still wet with her death piss, feeling her hymen tearing with my 1st thrust. 5 months of suppressed desires broke liberal as I penetrated her fourth dimension and again while stroking her face and sucking her left tit which was exposed after I pulled down one side of her bra. When I exploded in her, I gave an uncontrolled cry of transport. Luckily no one else was around. I lay on top of her cooling body for a while, resting as I continued fondling and fingering her lovingly.

A sudden hard on woke me up and I discovered my exanimate beauty still obediently below me. Her mouth remained wide spread out from all my hugging earlier on and now looked very inviting indeed. I straddled her physical structure, kneeling down over her head. My engorged penis, dripping with pre cum hung just above her rima oris. I stroked her parted, slightly purplish lips with my penis and inserted it into her mouth, enjoying the feeling of her teeth and lingua. Within bit, she had swallowed a Brobdingnagian load of my cum as I ejaculated. Once more, I fell down on her in an worn out sleep.

I woke up again a few 60 minutes later. It was still dark outside as I pondered my next step, while enjoying the tidy sum half-naked, very perfectly skirt lying succeeding to me. As I hugged and kissed her increasingly wet and cold body, I realised that it would be very difficult to get her body off the farm so I would bear to somehow hide her here. Throwing her into a pond or just leaving her in this shanty was bad especially since police would no doubt depart looking for her here soon. I then thought of using cementum. Burying her in cement so her organic structure would not be found and her decomposing fragrance would not be detected. I walked to the grammatical construction storage building of the farm and dragged back a few coterie of cement pulverisation. One thing remains to be done before I cement my stagnant lover forever. Cosmetics of course of study.

All my other dupe have been made up to attend beautiful and lifelike before and she will be no exception. However there is a job. She has soiled her dress and they have started to smack. No dupe of the Kosmetics Killer can be smelly. They should all look and smack prissy. Thus, I decided to buy some wearing apparel for her. Something sexier than the one she was dressed in. As it was my off day, I cycled to the nearest Ithiel Town after locking my precious dead half naked knockout in the shed.

I returned a few hours later, finding her footling worse for habiliment probably due to the dry climate and lack of sun. A couple of flies were buzzing around her eyes and mouth and I quickly swatted them off. I have bought a purple baby chick attire with blue leggings. I thought she would look really lovely in those. I removed her bra completely, letting her right wing chest pop unloose after a night of action. I nibbled on each mammilla lustily and then stuffed the bra and soiled step-in in my pocket as a souvenir. I slipped the dress over her head and pulled up the leging snug over her sexy ass adjusting them. A perfect fit. She looked much better now.

I then moved on to the cosmetics. I took out my effective old cosmetics pouch that have not seen use in quite a piece but which I still bring around with me just in case. I applied a loggerheaded level of fundament to hide out the smother bluish skin color of her face. I tried covering her strangulation bull's eye but it had turned an ugly dark red and was impossible to hide completely. I kissed her on her eyelids and then applied light dispirited eyeshadow, dark amobarbital sodium mascara and some eyeliner. Some red lip rouge and blusher and she looked as good as new. Well almost. Still a bit bluish but it would have to do. I sprayed some perfume on her neck and arms to go on her smelling odoriferous and fresh. I started feeling her up while cradling her in my branch and kissing her hair and face. 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 flabby basis next to the shed. I then mixed the cementum and poured in a level to insure the flooring of the ditch. I then carried my utter companion and slowly lowered her nerve up onto the wet and soft layer of cement. She started sinking in and I helped her disappear by pouring another level of wet concrete on top of her corpse. Soon, only the dude of her chest were visible above the cement and I soon had those covered as well. By the meter I was done, it was night again. It had been a truly tiring but satisfactory experience and I look forward to my adjacent victim .