When, at last, their frantic movements ended, Bobby lay atop Mrs. Parker, looking down into her smiling face. He bent and kissed her softly. ‘It was... wonderful wasn’t it?’ she asked. Bobby grinned. ‘It’s always wonderful when we make love!’ he replied. ‘What are we going to do now?’ she asked. The young man shrugged. ‘What would you like to do?’ he asked. ‘Let’s make love until we’re too tired to move!’ Mrs. Parker exclaimed. She kissed him again. ‘I like the sound of that,’ Bobby said. He. "£1.40" I said to the driver, grabbed my ticket and scuttled off along the bus. Jasmine was a way up, sat in the aisle, an old lady in the window seat next to her. I took a seat one row behind on the other side of the aisle next to a young girl, earbuds in and oblivious to the world. Pretty young thing, but I had my quarry, and was determined to follow it wherever.After about 10 minutes the old lady next to Jasmine got off and Jasmine shuffled over to the window. I took my chance and moved to. He had just noticed in his excitement of killing the beauty that she had scratched his face and he was bleeding. He smiled. "Well fought young lady."Yoko had a very curvy body with large breasts and the killer would get great enjoyment out of her dead body. After taking the lovely corpse upstairs he washed her naked body of all the blood as usual. Touching Yoko's body was a real joy. He could see why a great woman like Satomi Kato loved her so.The killer had built a new glass coffin For Yoko. The only way I could do that would be to show it to him.My hand shook as I guided the mouse over to print the picture. Then the price caught my eye. It was only ten or twelve dollars. Why not just buy one for him?What the Hell was I thinking! For God's sake, why would I want one of those things IN MY HOUSE?!I started crying again. The terrible truth was unavoidable. I needed it. More than that, I needed to give it to John. I needed him to own it. It's almost as if I needed him to strangle that.