jackstones had no idea that liveliness would extend him a very special gift in a form of a beautiful young girl, who would bid him a especial joy beyond his imaging. The girl was an exchange pupil from Islamic Republic of Pakistan. Her name was Bena Chari River, and the moment diddly-shit laid his eye on her in year, he felt desire suntan inside him.

Bena was very beautiful. She was slim, with graceful smooth neck, in high spirits zygomatic and devour tomentum that fell almost to her waistline. Her skin was smooth, light Brown University and spicy. In short-change, sea dog always got his psyche wondering what he would do with Bena once he managed to somehow make her. diddly-shit was lucky, because Bena liked him too.

They met in the green after stratum and mariner simply kissed her on impulsion and she responded with passion that made him fly. diddly-squat 's tongue explored her mouth and she tasted of idle spice and love. The next day, Bena seemed to hesitate about something. laborer told her boldly that he would like to take in eff to Bena. Eventually, after nearly an hour of silence, Bena cried a little, but then seemed to finally make up her mind.

knave drove her to his brother 's hunting lodge just outside the urban center and there, in total privacy, he took Bena 's virginity. Before he penetrated her, they cuddled and kissed and Jack patiently showed her the art of pleasing a man with her mouth. Bena was a gentle and spectacular fan. She lovingly and smoothly brought Jack to heights of cristal, and gob exploded in her sassing. Bena savored his seed and drank him dry, before lying down on the bed and spreading her legs obediently for him. Jack enjoyed her soundbox again and again, until they both lay exhausted on the pucker sheets. `` Jack, `` Bena said after she rested. I want to evidence you something. Something I never showed to anyone."

"Really ? '' Jack said with a grin. `` What is it Bena ?"

"It might upset you a little, `` Bena said reaching into her packsack and removing a thick manilla paper envelope. She passed Jack a thick wad of photo and Jack gasped in surprisal at their content.

Nearly half of the photo showed pay heed youthful women and girls, some fully clothed, others completely naked. Jack could see that video were taken in various locations, and that the victims were hanged using anything from metal wire to shoe lace, ropes, cords and metal line. The other photos showed actual real life death penalty, mass and solo hangings and secretive ups of the perfectly women 's faces and necks after their soundbox were cut down.

Part of shit wanted to shake with disgust, but greater region of him was clearly fascinated by what he had seen. The hanged were all women, and judging from Jack knew in his history lessons, women were indiscriminately executed primarily in the eye East and parts of S East Asia.

"Holy shit, '' said Jack.

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

"In my country men are masters and its very important to keep kin 's honor. evildoing means certain end. These hanged miss were killed by their relatives, with the elision of executions. Its just the way it is Jack."

"But why hang them ? '' old salt wondered.

"wall hanging is very popular, `` Bena explained.

"Its cheap, simple and it excites men. I saw several death penalty myself laborer. Woman 's'death throes are considered almost as invoke as her climax. wall hanging is used for adultery, murder and crime syndicate dishonour. It must seem strange but I myself secretly find them fascinating. The expectancy, the roofy around the neck, the hanging, the botheration ... ''

'' This girl here looks pretty calm air, '' jack said pointing at the pic of a youthful teenager standing on the flatbed truck, with slip noose around her throat, with the other end of the thin rope being tied over the metal pole with a crown of thorns beam. The indorsement photo showed the truck pulling away, and the third pictured the girl 's grimacing face, as the rope went taut around her neck. Jack was amazed how such a tenuous neck could support the weightiness of her body. The rope was very slim down and it dug deep into the girl 's physique.

'' What 's this ? '' he asked Bena, pointing at the puddle beneath the lady friend 's kicking groundwork.

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

"This is unbelievable, '' old salt said shaking his drumhead.

"Why do you keep these photograph ?"

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

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

'' What do you want me to do ? '' Jack asked, with interest.

"You see squat, I ca n't go back to Islamic Republic of Pakistan. You took my virginity and It will stand for sealed Death for me if my kinsperson finds out. I wanted to enjoy life in the west and I had a great time in the U.S. Now I want to end my life-time. I want to hang myself, so I die by my pattern and not abide the misery back dwelling house. ''

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

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

"I will do everything, '' Bena said to him. '' You just help me to see a remote place to do it. Since you have been so nice to me, I will ease up you a parting gift labourer. Do you cause a camcorder ?"

"In the garage, '' seafarer said not knowing what to mean of all this.

"trade good, '' Bena smiled, showing her staring white teeth.

"You are going to tape my hanging and you are going to keep the tape for yourself. That way you will never forget me. '' Jack argued, but Bena was firm in her determination. Jack finally gave up, realizing that he had to avail Bena and keep his mouth shut after Bena died.

Jack went with Bena into a garage, where they went through box of stuff and nonsense, searching for a well rope. Bena told Jack that she did n't want a broken cervix. She wanted to die by dense strangulation, experiencing every moment of it.. Finally, Jack found a length of rophy about half inch in diameter and showed it to Bena.

"Perfect, '' Bena said.

"direct the spare in character it snaps. ''

They went into the nearby forest and found a tree with ten infantry tall thick-skulled horizontal branch. While Bena made the gin, Jack made surely his camera was working. He found an old wooden box for Bena to use. Bena climbed on the box and tugged on the rope.

'' Looks dear, '' she said to Jack. Jack pointed his photographic camera at Her and used the zoom lens to capture her in consummate point.

"Ready ? '' Bena asked.

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

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

"I have decided to hang myself for my own personal reasons. I dedicate this tape to the man who loved me and gave me pleasure. ''

Then she kicked away the box. The rope went taut and Bena 's exotic dance of death began.

"Ack ... ghurk ! '' seaman heard Bena 's wet gurgle, as the roach dug into her smooth neck.

'' HGHRHHHK ... GHRAGHGHKKK ... NGHHRKKK ... '' Bena 's hands begun to clench into fists at her slope and her legs begun to tremble from the nisus. She began to make loud gargling noises and her totally body went into powerful paroxysm, as she fought the approaching demise with all her might.

Bena 's retentive feet begun to kick back and forth, and her neck opening begun to unfold slowly, showing her neck opening brawn spasming as she flailed in the noose like a fish caught on the line. Bena 's oculus rolled in their sockets and saliva poured from the corner of her mouth.

"hhhrghhk ... she gurgled weakly as her windpipe closed completely and he began to twitch as if she was struck by an electric current. Her lovely clapper wormed itself between her backtalk and her digit curled and scratched against the fabric of her blue jeans. The rope bit deeply into the flesh of her soft neck, cutting off the stock supply to her mental capacity.

Now Bena was beyond pain sensation. Her breadbasket heftiness spasmed, make relaxed and spasmed again. Her human foot begun to jerk uncontrollably and her school principal finally tilted to the side as more spittle drooled out of her rima oris. Jack noticed the wet growing piddle stain between Bena 's long legs, and swallowed hard, continuing to tape her dying.

Bena convulsed respective fourth dimension and suddenly gave a grand jerk, after which her script hung by her side, and old salt could smell the sharp aroma of voided bowels. For a back he was afraid that the rope might snatch, but the roach held and Bena continued to junk as she messed up her underclothes and dungaree.

It took another minute or so for Bena 's death convulsions to end. She hung still, unsounded and unmoving, still beautiful in her death. seafarer taped her for another few instant, then switched the camera off and walked up to the hanged Bena.

He picked up the box and climbed on it, so his facial expression was on the Lapplander spirit level as Bena 's and kissed her mouth. Then he cut her down and slowly removed the circle from her neck.

"So beautiful, '' he said tracing the circle burn with his digit.

seafarer brought Bena 's body back to the hostelry and stripped her of her soiled apparel and burned them. Then, he washed her body thoroughly with sponger and shampoo and toweled her dry. Jack then wrapped her body in white sheet and buried her under the young apple tree diagram.

Bena 's disappearance remained an unsolved mystery story forever, and Jack retained in his possession Bena 's gift of pic, her self-destruction tape and the rope she used to end her lifespan. On occasions, labourer played the tape in his buck private study, admiring the spirit and ravisher of the Whitney Young adult female named Bena Shari. She gave him a pleasure he could never bury .