s stood up pulling the petal\u0027s upper body up with her, back to back tight. the girl kept scratching at s\u0027 torn dress, but her nails were not sharp enough to hurt much. the scratching and kicking on the table were louder than the petal\u0027s desperate choked breathing. s pitied her more than the previous ones because she felt the most alive to her, a fighter, a thinking person, not just a small target on a long list. even the way this petal dies felt the most alive.
s felt the scratching stop and the struggle became weaker but the kicking went on, so she turned around to look back. the petal had started touching herself laying on the table, right hand under the lower edge of her dress and left hand into her cleavage window. one of her high heels was kicked off.
\"shhh. easy there, girl.\"
s pulled the fishing wire tighter. she wanted to be more merciful to the petal but she also felt jealous for not being able to join. a shudder soon came from behind her, then a smaller shudder some long seconds later, telling her it was okay to stop pulling.
the petal had a steaming hot fit body, s knew that, but the cute corpse now quietly lying on the table was hot to the touch. the body temperature felt like she was having a high fever. s wondered if it could be a chi armor thing, because she noticed that the thin fishing wire did not break the fragile skin on the petal\u0027s neck at all. it was easy to tell that the girl was a confirmed kill, as there were no heartbeat ...
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