SATOMI KATO 'S GLORIOUS DEATH
Satomi Kato walked through her neighborhood near her house on the even of the 25 Apr, 2016. Satomi was a young lady who was proud to be Japanese. She enjoyed her Aikido and Judo social class. She enjoyed wearing traditonal Japanese clothing. She loved the culinary arts of Japan. Satomi had traveled the Earth but had always returned to her beloved state. At 25 years old she had experienced a lot but still enjoyed her own body politic 's culture.
Satomi was walking that evening around 8 PM wearing her garden pink yukata. She loved wearing yukata even in casual quotidian situations. She was going to meet a friend at a local restaurant. It had been a long day 's body of work and was glad to relax.

Satomi 's 'Friend'Yoko, whom she was going to meet was actually her lover. Satomi shivered as she thought of Yoko 's soft lips against hers, not to cite her own diffuse lips all over Yoko 's sexy naked body. Satomi beamed as she though of this. After eating tonight she planned on driving her fan wilderness in bed. They had met in college and already planned on spending the rest of their lives together.
Satomi thought she heard person moving in a lowly alley as she walked by near the restaurant. `` Who 's there ? '' she shouted.
The resolution was a katana being swung at her. Satomi successfully dodged it and went into defence modality. She had difficulty seeing her assaulter however. She grabbed her attacker and sent him to the priming. Her attacker caught her off safeguard however and dangle his katana again as it passed through Satomi 's cervix sending her psyche tumbling onto the primer. A shower of blood fell to the ground and her headless dead body twitched before falling to the concrete with a thud. Her lovely decapitated head teacher rolled to a stay in a Brobdingnagian pool of bloodline. Satomi Kato was short. Her lover Yoko would never feel Satomi 's soft backtalk on her again.
The orca was exhilerated. This was the most enjoyable killing yet. This woman had been a worthy adversary. He was no less glad Satomi was short however. He looked in awe as he saw the lovely young Aikido practician 's headless body lying in a syndicate of blood. There would be a big messiness to clean up but it was Worth it. He picked up Satomi 's decapitated head and closed her eyes. Her lips were parted in death. `` Thank you Satomi. You were a great opposer. The other girls did n't put up a fight. I am very well-chosen to have had the fortune to kill you. ``
Kill Satomi Kato he had. It had been a thrilling, beautiful murder. Her decapitated body was so gorgeous it was unbelievable. She had been a endearing woman. Her red death was worthy of her life.
He carried Satomi 's severed nous and body up to his way. He wiped the lovely Nipponese woman 's bloodline off his brand. He did n't imagine he would be able-bodied to top this one, the cause of death thought. Killing her was one of the greatest skill of his life.
Satomi Kato 's life was finished, however there was a neat tribute to her when she would be laid to rest in her glass coffin. The Orcinus orca first enjoyed Satomi 's perfectly eubstance in many ways over those two days. The killer had so much respectfulness for her and washed her kimono of all the profligate stains. `` Do n't interest, Satomi. You are even more beautiful in death. ``
'' The groovy one die Thomas Young, '' they say. Satomi was definitely with child. Her vehement death was a triumph of beauty and artistry. The slayer thought that the enceinte show of love and respect for a beautiful woman was to murder her in moth-eaten blood.
When the orca took Satomi 's cadaver to her terminal resting home he thought of how to make her coffin supererogatory special. He then thought just her body being there would make it extra. He placed her decapitated head at the forepart separate from her headless cadaver. Unlike the former char he had murdered he left Satomi 's wearing apparel on her dead body. He left her bosom exposed however. It was simply beautiful, he thought.
'' Satomi Kato 1991-2016 Brilliant martial arist and gorgeous woman. R.I.P. end by decapitation. ``
Satomi Kato was a slap-up woman, but it is much in force that she is dead now. Not even the most unfearing warriors get as resplendent of a end as this Nipponese mantrap had. Her beaut and braveness will be on forever.

THE END

YOKO TRIES REVENGE
Yoko Mizushima was distraut. She had been told that her lover Satomi Kato had been murdered. The tears would n't stop falling from her aspect. She could n't believe it.
Yoko had been told by an informant that she was in conclusion seen near the restaurant where they were to meet that Nox. No one had seen Satomi 's body so she still did n't think she was dead. She did n't know who the informant was but she headed there right away. Satomi always told her she was too trusting and naif. Maybe she was, Yoko thought, but she had to do something.
Yoko wore a sexy black dress that showed off the lovely woman 's bender. She wore blackness high heels and silk panties. She had red lipstick on and her nails were sheeny, farseeing, and red. She dressed the summate opposite of her now dead girlfriend.
Yoko was frightened as she neared the tidy sum where her informant told her that her darling Satomi was last seen. She was not used to going places on her own. She saw a man standing in a small alleyway near where the site was she was supposedly hold up seen.The man asked her, `` Are you Yoko Mizushima ? ``
'' Yes '' she replied.
'' I killed your lover, '' he said.
Yoko was enraged as she flew at the man desparate to get revenge. The man reacted quickly and pulled out his katana. Yoko charged at him and slapped the man and scratched his face with her nails.
The man quickly responded by lifting his katana and impaled Mizushima through her chest of drawers 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 charwoman 's chest watching the blood run out of her injury. She choked blood out of her mouthpiece as she tried to catch one's breath. The man wanted her to die slowly and painfully so he held to katana still inside her. The man enjoyed watching the woman in her demise throes. The spirit slowly ebbed out of her. A large syndicate of pedigree formed beneath where the dying Japanese mantrap stood. Yoko 's eyes closed and her arms fell limply to her side. The simply matter keeping her standing was the man holding the brand inside her. The man smiled when he was satisfied that there was no heartbeat coming from the adorable woman. He pulled the steel out of her injury and watched in delight as Yoko 's torso fell limply to the priming coat. He loved how hitch and lifeless she looked. He wiped his leaf blade of the dead woman 's blood.
The killer looked down at the soundbox of his fifth victim. So sexy and hot Yoko looked with that blackness attire and high heels. 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 killer whale knew Yoko was better off drained. 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 point at him.
He then felt his facial expression. He had just noticed in his fervor of killing the beauty that she had scratched his face and he was bleeding. He smiled. `` Well fought young madam. ``
Yoko had a very curvy body with large breasts and the killer would get great use out of her idle body. After taking the lovely remains upstairs he washed her bare body of all the parentage as usual. Touching Yoko 's consistence was a real joy. He could see why a great adult female like Satomi Kato loved her so.
The killer had built a new glass coffin For Yoko And Satomi 's bodies to lie side by side in death. It was a lovely jesture he thought because he respected both of them.
Yoko 's consistency was such a joy to deport around with her limp and sexy weapon and stage that the killer did n't want to let her go. After two days however it was fourth dimension to lay her to pillow alongside her lover.
The plaques for both of the lovely couple was put side by side of meat. Yoko 's read :
'' Yoko Mizushima 1993-2016 Satomi 's devotee. R.I.P. Died from being impaled by katana. ''
The sea wolf laid Yoko to breathe naked except for silk step-in and in high spirits heel. A demarcation to Satomi Kato 's yukata she wore in Death. It was gorgeous the Orcinus orca thought.
Murdering lovely adult female was a real joy for the killer whale. Especially when he respected the dame he kills like Yoko and Satomi.
The killer smiled at some of the new weapons he was going to use in the dear hereafter on his next victims. A certain Chinese gentlewoman living in Tokyo he has been following. She is extraordinarily beautiful and she wo n't be animated much longer. The killer was planning a very painful dying for this cover girl dame. He had experimented with making Yoko suffer before she died by holding the sword inside of her. Torture and botheration was something he was interested in trying in the future.
The killer looked back one more meter at his victims so far before bolting the doorway and driving back to his home.
Yoko Mizushima 's new home was lying next to her deadened lover Satomi Kato. Their making love was over-the-top and is beautiful even in dying. 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 demise but their skin still had a hue that made it look as though they were only sleeping. geezerhood from now their beaut will still remain.
THE END