Nightshift Five To Die

It had been 2days since Dan had eaten and worse,he had to move around in the daytime to mix with the crowds.Killing a cop was a death warrant when they find him.Don knew all about the"shot when resisting arrest" and "hung himself when in custody"headlines from the tabloids,so mixing with the daytime crowds was the only way to blend in the city.That big black bitch had been worth it though he mussed,tits like grapefruit and a strangling with a bloody chain that was as erotic as it was bloody,but he had gotten away from his main longing of hair.As he walked on he pondered women's place on earth.Was it to die for him?Be his toy?Love him?What of his own mother?Raising children?Ow!!!Damn !!This stuff hurts his head,he hasn't seen a shrink since he killed Jan over a month ago and he was hurting and alone.Worse still was the walking buffet of women on the streets,if it was summer and they were out in their mini's showing the curves of their calves and lean tight thighs,he would have snapped.Thank God for winter.

As he turned the corner he saw a free soup kitchen run by "The holy order of bleeding hearts of the sacrificial lambs of the slaughter of the innocents"Where the fuck do they get these names he thought.Entering he saw a young pretty Asian with long black waist length hair in regular street clothes.Don had heard that some nuns orders had dropped the "habit"but had never seen one before.MY,my but this young Asian non habit wearer was stunning.

Mary Hunwl was a reformed junky who had joined the order after a overdose killed her pimp and left her blind in one eye.At 5 foot 3 inches and 110 lbs,she was a slight wisp of a woman and all hair.Her feeling of shame and guilt brought her to the bowery and this kitchen in a last desperate attempt at redemption.Don couldn't take his eyes off her.She wore a long cloth dress that reached the floor and rose to her neck,tho it covered,it also clung in all the right places displaying firm pointed 34b breasts and a 30 inch waist and 32 hips.

It was now 4pm and the kitchen was closing as it served lunch only and was not a flop house.Don was the only person in the place and asked Mary if she might take pity and feed him before she closed."Fine"she replayed but she wanted to lock up anyway and let him him out later."Fine "Don replied smiling in anticapation.Food for the soul followed by food for the loins,how lucky can I get Don chuckled to himself.As he began to eat he asked Mary to join him in a last meal of sorts though she didn't know it yet.

When they finished the "Lamb" stew Mary led Don to the door and,as she turned her back to open it,Don stuck.At 6ft 2 and 225lbs Don towered over her and bent down to rap his left arm around her throat and pull her to him.as big as he was,she was weak and small and only reached up to grab his arm weakly,more like holding on than fighting.With his right hand Don covered her mouth and nose.within a minute Mary had passed out.Don had spotted a heavy beam in the middle of the room."I think I will hang her with her hair"Don smiled to himself.The ceiling was low,only about 6 and a half feet with the beam only a half foot wide and Don had to duck under it,but Mary being much shorter at 5ft 3,it was perfect.Don sat her on a chair and tore the cotton dress off in strips,to bind her legs at the thighs and calf.Such shapely firm calves but the inner thighs were ruined with track marks from her whore junky days.Then he bound her arms by the hands behind her back.Don had never "hung "anyone before so he would learn as he went.First he parted her 3ft long hair.Then he rapped both strands once around her throat.once.Picking up her still silent body ,he then put both strand over the beam and stood her on the chair.standing back,he held the hair strands firm so she was standing on this chair,fully extended.Slowly Mary began to wake.Finding herself in her underwear and bound standing she screamed,but little more than a gurgle came out.With her awaking Don kicked the chair out and pulled her higher.The crude hair noose was more painful than effective,Mary swayed back and forth kicking her bound legs up and down make gurgling grunting sounds as the hair cut into her throat and ripped at her scalp.Don was not happy this was to much work.Suddenly Don let go of Mary's hair,as she tumbled to the ground Don jumped on her and pulled the hair tight.On the floor and her back,Mary looked into Dons eyes and saw his joy and her death.As he pulled tighter and her mouth stopped grunting and made that hissing sound that Don had grown to love ,he kissed her,and her tongue pushed into his mouth as it swelled and left hers.A death tongue.She was still now as Don rose and surveyed the swollen cheeks and bulged eyes.The tits were to small to fuck.so he rolled her onto her stomach and decided to rub his cock through her ass cheeks and shoot on her back.her little tight hips made a great valley between the cheeks so it didn't take long.After shooting his load Don arose and whipped his cock clean in the still inviting hair.Turning her over again to face him,he positioned his dick over her blind right eye and mused "she'll never see this coming"as he rammed..........

DR Sandra Grant had stopped practicing physiology 2 years ago...........