complete and total perfection was needed. this time i couldnt rely on Johnny and have him fuck this all up again. the bastard knows his roll and he did a sloppy job. i had been casing her house for four months now and and knew her every move. at around five p.m she'll be home for the night and her husband will be going in to his night job as a security guard at the Wal-Mart warehouse where he will have a ham sandwich and lays potato chips at around midnight. at about the same time she will bring out "mr.pinkie" as i have come to call her vibrator. she does this only about two to three times a week, but she is very predictable and tonight is the night.

i didnt tell Johnny about this one cuz of last time. piss poor clean up left for a close call. the police actually asked me some questions! he related it to the fact that i had picked a girl on my own street and said i'm getting to brash, but it was really because he left a spot of blood on the kitchen wall. thats all in the past though, and i have forgiven him. this should throw the cops offa my track cuz i'm gonna make it look like a copycat killing and not even bother cleaning up. two months prior i had impersonated a city inspector and told the husband that there was a reported underground gas leak and i was just doing some cursory inspections of the neighborhood to gain access to the house. he went off to do something in the garage and i took the time to fix the window above the sink in the kitchen so it wouldnt lock. i informed him his house cleared and then proceeded to go to every house on the block to keep up this ruse. later on that week i distributed fliers to all the houses i visited to quell any suspicion that i wasnt who i said i was by notifying each person that everything checked out and there was no need to notify the city.

as i crept in through the kitchen window, closing it behind me, i could hear her moans of pleasure. mr. pinkie whirred away muffled then loud, muffled then loud again as she plunged him in and out of herself. my heart beat in my head and my cock was ridged with excitement. i was sure the sound of my heavy breathing would alert her but it didnt. sweat, salty and hot, ran down my face in rivers dripping onto the floor and running into the corners of my mouth. the disposable clean suit i slipped into before i entered was hot and stifling. i wore nothing underneath and had shaved my entire body clean. every muscle taught with anticipation i crept through the hallway with her moans as the soundtrack to this production. i clutched my black bag close so as not to make a sound. not even bothering to shut the door she was on the bed on her hands and knees facing away from me. the air in the room was heavy with the smell of her juices and scented candles that were lit to create the perfect setting for her to get off.

her hand thrusting mr.pinkie in and out she moaned with delight and i could hardly keep myself from doing the same. i lept forward landing on her back and forcing her to the bed her right arm pinned underneath her and mr.pinkie still buzzing away inside her. she tried to scream and i punched her in the mouth hard twice splitting her lips and shattering her front teeth. "quiet" is all i said. she quit squirming and just laid motionless sobbing with her big beautiful eyes wide and scared. i took my black bag off my shoulder and unzipped it within her eyesight to display my wares. a hemp rope, ball gag, duck tape, six inch hunting knife, condoms, a mason jar, a battery powered sawsall, and black trash bags. drool ran from my mouth. she began to cry and squirm and another quick punch to the face solved that problem. i turned her over and tied her down with the rope then placed the ball gag on her so as not to alert the neighbors.

now i could stand and show her what i had brought her! i slowly unzipped the front of my suit down past my cock and removed it being careful to not turn it inside out or remove the booties from my shoes. a combination of blood and snot ran from her nose as she gurgled behind the gag and a muffled no escaped. i removed mr.pinkie and turned him off discarding him. i unrolled the condom onto my cock and climbed onto my now completely hysterical yet willing captive. every thrust of my hips was euphoric. building up speed i reached over and grabbed my hunting knife in my right hand. the weight of it felt good in my hand and familiar. i was getting close now so i had to act swiftly. i raised the knife above my head on the upstroke. the blade gleamed in the candlelight of the room and i saw for a split second the realisation on her face of what was about to happen. on the downstroke i plunged all six inches of stainless steel into her chest in between her tits right to the hilt. she gurgled and blood ran from the wound around the knife. i continued to fuck her stabbing every time i thrusted my hips forward. when i finally came she was still alive and i ran my blade across her throat from ear to ear releasing her from the pain. i placed my spent load inside the condom inside the mason jar along with the nipples and clitoris i removed from the body, screwed the top on, and placed it back into the bag. next the rope and ball gag were removed and placed into the bag and i suited up. quartering the body was alot harder than i thought. i had never done it because Johnny was the cleaner, not me. he got off on that shit and i'm sure he probably was a necrophiliac too. what a sick bastard that guy was!

just as i was finishing up i heard the crunch of turning tires and slunk over to the window to see if it was the cops. it wasnt thank god, but it was the husband. bastard must have gotten off early! it was only four am and he gets off at six! well i cant let him see me and live. looks like i'm gonna have two bodies to dispose of. good thing i brought extra trash bags!