I was able to get to sponsor the local pageant in my hometown. It was a silly thing but I needed to do it there was significant money tied to this deal. I was to bring the winner to a bidder. I had a tremendous amount of cash pending for this deal. It was an overseas buyer. I got the cash advance and was able to secure a spot as a sponsor and an interviewer. I knew the winner would have one on one time with all sponsors.
I had the winner come over to my house the next day, and she was pretty and a dumb blonde. My bidder was stoked and wanted confirmation. I had to deliver the goods and had to collect before he moved on.
The task was easy peasy. I got her over interviewed her and offered some tea. I put some arsenic and watched her take her last breath. I, for one think, she should have laid off the celebratory pizza because she was kind of stiff. I got her body in a huge heavy box with the help of some goons. Her lifeless pageant body was on a one way trip to China. I collected my money and played with my twat thinking about the stupid slut taking her last breath. It is so therapeutic to see a whore in her dying stages. Seeing her face go pale and the tears running down her tears gave me flashbacks to the prior night. Her coronation night was epic and her death day was even better. It was the perfect murder. Such a beautiful girl. I knew she would post all over social media and flaunt. I was able to make my clients snuff fantasies reality with her. I know my client is going to have necrophilia heaven with her dead body. It has opened a new venture in my business. I now pinpoint social media sluts and models for clients. I like going on Instagram too and love play with my twat thinking about all the nasty things I can do with nasty sluts.
