John Cussaro, 37 years old, tall, dark, handsome, excellent communication skills, well educated, talented, good career, divorced, smart, available and ...serial killer…

It was a Thursday night in early September when the police sirens were blasting in the air. I stopped by the local motel to see a large crowd, police cars, paramedics and a coroner wagon… I asked what was going on? An anonymous call to 911 I guess… "Another young lady murdered"… "What a shame", "she was so young and beautiful".

The story started four months prior to that incident, John, a computer whiz, was selecting his victims real carefully, he would befriend them on line, almost to the point of making the young ladies fall in love with him, he was good! His last victim, Lorena Hewett, 27 years old, a nurse in trade, "I like to help people" was her motto, she was not naïve, but she loved people, very trusting and she liked John. She was not rich by any means, she got divorced recently, had two kids, just wanted to find someone new to share her life with, a romance, or a soul mate. Bars was not her scene, even though she liked dancing she always went out with a girlfriend, until the day she discovered that her computer could do for her more than just word processing.

One day she was in a game room, she was not playing; a message popped up on her screen.
John: Hey Lor J

Lor: Hi. Who is this and how come you are calling me Lor?
John: Why? Don’t you like it?
Lor: Yes I do, I asked because only my father called me that.

John: Hmmm does that make you feel special?

Lor: yes, kind of.

John: Where are you from? (As if he did not know already almost all there was to know, You see, Lorena made the mistake a lot of chat people will do, and put all of her information on her bio screen. Not thinking that someone could or would use that to his or her advantage).

Lor: Southern California. And you?

John: No shit? I am from S. CA too. Where exactly are you?

Lor: Calimesa. Ever heard of it?

John: Sure did, I pass by almost everyday twice, I live in Orange County but I work in Palm Springs.

It was not true, John lived in Los Angeles, but really did his homework when it came to picking a chat partner/victim. All of the information he had on his bio screen was false, and he changed personas with each chat partner. Most of his free time he spent in game rooms, selecting women from S. California up to two hours drive from where he lived, he would pick a candidate, no to be recognized by anyone. He would go out of the game room and create a handle that would be close in nature to his next victim, sometimes using the same exact handle to drag that young lady in chat by coming up with lines like "Hey, I like your handle" of course it would trigger a conversation if she picked that handle, she must like it… even on someone else…

When a girl would ask for his photo, he had a cut out picture he scanned from a European magazine and will send it out as his own, not to leave any trails that will lead to him later on.

John and Lorena chatted for about three weeks. Almost every night, she would come back from work, and immediately start her computer to see if she had any messages waiting for her, John used to leave her bits of poetry he carefully copied from an old book he got at a garage sale… and some sweet nothings that so many people send to each other as URL’s from poets-wanna-be. She would take care of dinner and put the kids to bed and run back to stare at her monitor. John was not on yet….

"He might be busy", "Maybe he has other girls" "Such a guy, and he is talking to me", "Why me?". "No one knows me like he does", "He makes me feel so special", "I feel so comfortable with him".

And she will keep going on and on in her mind how wonderful he was a real soul mate, how he knows every little detail of her life, unlike her ex husband that never really cared for anything but himself and the remote control. If she only knew….

After three weeks of messaging and chatting, Lorena could not take it anymore and asked if they could talk voice on the phone, his reply was SURE! Give me your number, I don’t want you to have a 3000 dollars phone bill, that should have raised a red flag, he doesn’t want her to have his number – No tracing! He never called from home, he always had calling cards, and would tell her, that he was unreachable at home because of his job, he was on the road a lot. And that he will be always the one to call her. She gave him all of her numbers trusting him blindly.

For the next three weeks, they spoke on the phone. Always sharing the outmost feelings and small talk about the past day events.

"Have you ever had Cyber Sex before" John asked out of the blue… No she said, I heard about it, but never actually experienced it first hand. I am not into that said John in a softer voice, but I know what I would like to do to you and with you. Go on she said, now intrigued. That was his cue.

I made love to you so many times in my mind; it’s always the same place and the same outcome…

He paused… and in a teasing voice with a question mark in his tone, Oh but you don’t want to go there he said. Please John, tell me was the reply… another pause and "Well, OK" said john.

His voice suddenly got a tad lower, hmmm

Picture that: a small island in the south of Mexico, white sand, palm trees, a cool breeze, jasmine smell in the air, a light house, the waves from the ocean, the white wake of the waves gently touching shore.. Wow she says.. I can feel like I am there. Continue! We are both dressed in white, I have my pants rolled up almost to my knees, and my shirt half way unbuttoned, you are in a white very light sun dress, holding you sandals in your hand and walking a few steps ahead of me…

Catch me if you can you said with a giggle, come on, old man… I start running toward you but you are just standing there and the wake for the broken waves gently caress your feet… the sun is setting, and a red glare is all over us making everything look warmer, God, you are so beautiful. I get to you grabbing you from your waist and lifting you in the air never losing eye contact pull you toward me and let you slide down ever gently until your soft firm breast is against my chest.

It feels like for every bump in your body there is a crater in mine… her breathing got a touch heavier… she said nothing just waiting for the rest with anticipation sighing at times.

The noise of the waves and the palms waiving in the light wind is like a soft melody I heard so many times. We are looking at each other in the eyes and the fire within starts burning us with desire for each other I hold your face with both hands, pull you even closer to me, kiss you lightly on your forehead, making my way down to you neck smelling kissing and licking you, you let a soft moan and say… in a broken voice, I want you… slowly I bring my lips to yours, kissing you gently, my tongue passing form your upper lip to the corner where both lips meet, sucking your air out like if trying to pass through you at times a small bite on your lower lip, while our bodies feel like one.

We are in an embrace that nothing can come in between us. I finally let go of you and you say "it’s getting chilly" I reach for your hand, and we walk toward our little cabin, a large bed, a small table with a bottle of white wine, two long stems crystal glasses, a fire place, a sheep skin rug, soft music is playing in the background… I start a fire in the fireplace, you pour the wine. I turn around and you are standing in front of me with just one glass in your hand you reach for me and run your fingers through my hair looking at me the whole time with so much love in your eyes.

Hand me the wine and turn around to get you your glass, you move like a gazelle your dress clinging to every curve of your body… Cheers you say and with one gulp we swallow the wine to the last drop.

A Brian Adams song starts playing in the background, and we start moving slowly to the wonderful sounds and the crackling of the fire… I feel a light rush from the wine, the heat, and the need to touch you… I sit on the sheep rug in front of the fire, pulling you lovingly to sit by me we are both looking at the glow of the flames… you reach from behind me and unbutton my shirt I feel your breath on my neck with one hand you start caressing my chest while lightly touching not touching bringing tour tongue to my neck and ear lob.

I turn around and you are completely naked in all your glory your skin reflecting the color of the flames... I feel myself starting to erect… I better stop here says John, the rest is too X rated... a small pause… please John, Please continue… you got me so hot, and so wet… I could not help but touching myself she said in a trembling voice. Nah, he said, if I told you the rest, you will probably never talk to me again… knowing she was to far gone into his trap, he teased her by stopping here.

So, do you want me to continue?? He asked, already knowing the answer to that one… Yeesss she said with a happy voice.. Yes please, go on… Are you sure? He asked again with some mock in his voice... Ok, than… He knew where he was taking her.

"The Act"
You undid my belt, opened my zipper while I was stroking your hair slowly going down your shoulders until may hands found your breast. I caressed them gently at first avoiding the nipples. I was looking at your skin react to my touch and goose bumps covered your whole body I found myself staring at your well trimmed dark pubic hair, and back into your eyes. With some effort, you pull my cock out of my pants being careful like if it was breakable. You licked your lips holding my manhood in your hand. I started concentrating more on your nipples.

I wanted to kiss them, but your head was suddenly close to my chest and you kissed me ever gently all over and slowly going lower and lower, pinching and twisting one of my nipples until you face was inches from my fully erected cock that need and was craving your attention. I pulled my hands from under you moving your hair to your side revealing your arched back and buttocks. You still sat on your knees. I felt your lips touching the tip of my cock and a warm feeling sent a shiver along my spine you were stroking me with your soft hand, while licking the bottom of my shaft, at times taking the head in your mouth and soft suction noises would escape here and there.

You let go of your firm grip on my cock and moved closer to me. Licking me and slowly swallowing inch after inch until your chin was touching my balls and just stayed there for a few seconds, pulling me out for a breath of air and a look into my eyes like to find approval that I was being ravished. That went on for a while, I wanted you too but had no access to you, I felt like I was about to climax, but did not want to just yet. I pulled you up your face was a little flushed, I asked you to get on the bed and threw another log in the fire, you climbed with a snake-like motion staying on your stomach spreading your legs slightly, you ass perked up a little one hand reaching under you to you pussy.

I could smell your juices from where I was standing you looked so inviting so beautiful. Beads of your nectar were forming on your shaven pussy lips; the pinkish color of your pussy was a little more than I could just look at, I had to taste you. You were rubbing yourself in soft circular motions steady but firm at times. I kneeled on the floor sliding both hands up and down you legs and thighs, like if trying to find all your dimples. I leaned down, and started kissing your foot, running my tongue from your ankle, to between your toes, make you quiver and shiver each time I moved a little too fast. With one hand I kept caressing your legs and the other rubbing your ass firmly.

My hand sliding toward the crack of your ass and feel you coming closer to meet my hand lifting your ass a little higher… small moans, deep breathing I started to climb higher licking and kissing the whole length of your leg taking my time to stop and kiss gently that spot behind you knee… running my tongue again on your inner thigh until I could feel the heat and moisture from your pussy against my awaiting lips…

Sighs and moans came from Lorena on the other side of the line. Can you feel me? He asked her. Yes! Yes, I want more, more... fuck; I am so horny I want you to fuck me! Call me manes, talk dirty to me! John really knew how to lead her to the point of no return. He had her!

You stopped touching yourself, and let me savor you… I pulled a curtain tie took both of your hands and tied them behind your back. You slut I shouted, fucking whore! Yes she exclaimed with every one of my comments… I want to fuck you so hard! I went back down on you, licking the crack of your ass to you pubic bone all the way again and again, at times pushing my tongue as far as it would go in you swollen pussy, biting gently on your engorged clit and sucking on it sometimes a little to hard… but you loved it…

Do you like that little whore? Yes you muffled with a choked voice. I grabbed you by your hair and turned you face toward me in a sudden motion I grabbed your bottom lip between my teeth until you let out a little cry, I licked your face still holding your hair firmly and pinning you down to the bad. FUCK ME you yelled at me. I let go of your hair, took my middle two fingers slide them in your wet pussy trying to reach for your G-spot my thumb flickering and teasing your clit.

My other hand was by your face. You sucked on my fingers like if it was another dick, with so much passion. I took my thumb to my mouth and licked it making sure it was well lubricated, I spread your legs as far as they could go, and inserted my thumb in your ass, gently until I was buried inside you touching through your pussy walls one hand against the other. You suddenly jerked real fast, and you climaxed again. That was what I thought the fifth of sixth time you came with such power. I thought you had enough teasing for one night I said.

With that you ejaculated in squirts and it was wonderfully warm. The bed was all wet and you let out a scream like a wounded animal. It lasted for a few minutes… a multiple one… my favorite. I got on top of you positioning myself between your legs, my cock in one hand and holding my weight with the other, I guided cock in your drenched pussy going in with a slow stroke, and waited for a second, trying not to lose my balance.

Resting on both hands now, buried inside you arms behind your back tied at your wrists I pull my cock almost all the way out of your pussy and in one violent stroke all the way back in and out slow and rough in leaning toward your shoulders biting you lightly to the verge of pain and pleasure and pounding inside you with every stroke our bodies slam and make a slapping sound and both of us moaning louder… Faster you said, faster..

The slow strokes are now fast in and fast out.. I grab your head by the hair and pull it toward me... release me you asked in a sweet voice.. Not yet I said.. So fuck my ass big boy.. Fuck it hard... I want you in my ass you said again while the whole bed is shaking under our almost exhausted bodied… I pull my cock out of your pussy, a few drops of pre-cum start to form on the now almost purple head.. I want to taste us let me suck first. I walked around and again grabbed your hair and put my dick in front of you almost reaching; I got closer, and let lick the tip with every lick saying hmmm….

Lorena was in daze on the other side of the line… Her breathing stopping at times, and moans of pleasure will sound in the background. She came and came again and again, but was so fascinated by John’s description that she forgot the time, 4:35 AM, in two hours she has to be up… but John created a monster, she wanted the rest of that wonderful lovemaking session.

Not wanting to lose the moment John said..
I grabbed a tub of Lubricant, poured some in my hand rubbed both hands to make warmer, and rubbed my cock with both hands… I squeezed the tube again against you ass letting a generous portion come out… I rubbed some around your anus, than with my thumb pushed in as much of the clear ointment inside your ass..

You turned your head and pleaded "Please be gentle" I inserted the tip of my cock in your ass, and slid in very slowly until I was all in.. Oh god you kept saying.. Oh god, I released you hands and like automated, your right hand was again at your pussy but this time you were not touching yourself gently you were sliding your fingers three at a time and pulling on those beautiful pussy lips and avoiding your clit which by now was too sensitive.

It took about 10 to 12 strokes and we both were ready to explode. I want you to come all over me she said with a muffled tone … I pulled my cock out, you turned around to face me you grabbed my cock close to your mouth and with a couple of strokes made me come all over you tits and belly, trying to catch a few drops in your mouth… it was my turn to make you come… I pushed you back to lie on your back, got between your wide spread legs..

Grabbing both your butt cheeks and buried my face in you muff reaching for you clit, I sucked on it like there was no tomorrow.. And you exploded in a series of small orgasms than a big one…. With my face all wet from your moisture I climbed on top of you rubbing our bodies in a dance- like rhythm, you licking my face and me kissing you, I fell to your side, for a second and got up to get us some more wine… when I came back to bed, you were asleep, I covered you and went out for a walk on the starry night and have a cigarette..

Are you OK? He asked did you enjoy that??

Mmmmmmm yes, I didn’t feel that good in years!!! She replied..

Well that was an experience she continued… We are going to have to meet one of these days. That’s right said John, and sooner than later I hope. I have to get the kids up after I take a cold shower she added… ok, Good night he said.. Good morning is more like it and with a big smile on her face she hang up the phone.

In Cold Blood
The Final Act.

About four weeks went by, John continued to talk, chat. Court and cyber sexing, to set up Lorena… One night on the phone, Lorena said: I have a long weekend coming up, what are you going to do about that? She asked giggling. When? I am off this Thursday night until Sunday night, and the kids are going to my ex for the whole time. I have the place all to myself. Hold it John said knowing he could not risk being recognized. I prefer if we met the first time in a neutral place, you might not like me he said… And you might not like me she replied, thinking nothing of it.. He knew no one in Calimesa, so there was no problem playing the gallant gentleman and offer to meet close where she was.

They planned very carefully all the details of their first encounter. There is a small motel a few blocks away in Redlands, I think it will be perfect! Perfect. That’s the right word he thought to himself… She told him how exited she was meeting him finally in person and he in reply said that he could not wait until Thursday.

Thursday evening after work, she packed a small overnight bag, she thought she will need with the strict necessary for just one night and some sexy lingerie she kept for years, after all it was just about ten minutes from her house.

John got to the motel and waited for Lorena in the parking lot, he knew what she looked like, she did not know that the photo he sent was someone that looked similar to him but not him. She arrived around 7:15 and he came to greet her at her car. Lor? He said, Yeppers she answered, looking at him with some questions, but said nothing. Here is some cash, please go in get a room for two nights. Lorena said, I have my credit card, but he would not hear of it. Slowly she walked into the reception area at times turning around to see if he was following her, but he stayed still where she left him.

After getting a room as Mr. and Ms. Smith, she walked out and waved to him key in hand. Room 102 she yelled.. giggling constantly, she was nervous. John had a briefcase in his left hand, and a jacket in the right. No luggage? She asked. Yes, I will get it later he said. They got in the room and he grabbed her wrist turning her around almost violently and planted a big kiss on her lips. Wow she said.. Just like I thought it would be.

The room was not the greatest, a queen bed, two small night tables; dark paneling covered the wall, a TV and some black and white poster on top of the bed. A little desk with a mirror on top. Lorena suddenly felt she had to say something.. You don’t look almost anything like the photo you sent me… I am not very photogenic he said turning around to fix his hair in the mirror, I will send you some new ones when I get back. Great she said, that sounds like he likes me and we are going to stay in touch.

So, what do we do now she said… First thing’s first said John, he opened his briefcase, pulled out two slim wine glasses, reached for his jacket and got a bottle of Château LeBlanc 1963, good choice by any means. He popped the cork and poured. What should we toast to she said.. Life said John, Life!

After two refills of the glasses the bottle was empty, Lorena felt her face and ears getting warmer, "is it hot in here or is it just me?" John smiled, and said, go get a quick shower I will wait right here… She walked in the bathroom humming a tune; John started to get out of his clothing and got under the blanket… Lorena came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her and another in a turban tie on her head; even like that she looked gorgeous. Come on in said John, she stood there for a second and started to undo the towel revealing a perfect set of breasts and let the towel fall down in a very seducing manner…

John whistled at that vision, she pulled the towel off of her head shaking her hair with her head leaned back slightly.. She slid into the bed into John’s awaiting arms. Let me warm you up he said… with that, he started caressing her back going all the way from her lower back to her shoulders. "Is that better" yes it is she said closing her eyes half way in a lazy cat-like motion offered her lips to him. They kissed passionately for a few moments, she pulled away and said: "Make love to me"…

John did not need to hear that twice. He got closer and started to make love to her neck kissing, licking sucking and lightly biting like in one of their cyber sex sessions… slowly going down to her breast, kissing lightly one erect nipple than the other nibbling and squeezing them at times. His hands were strong, he found his way down to her pubic area taking time to play with her dark little curls as if he tried to tease her even more..

You are so soft, said john, she smiled… Tie me like you want to, and pull my hair! I want to feel you inside me. With a quick motion, he reached in his briefcase, pulled a bag of large plastic ties, turns her onto her back, and grabbed both wrists and start tying her; "You are hurting me she said. Shut up slut was his answer in a convicted tone, Shut the fuck up! After making sure her hands were properly tied, he got up and got a pair of surgical gloves off of his well organized tool kit, slipped them on, next came a condom, not because he cared if she got pregnant, it made no difference where she was going. He wanted to make sure that no evidence was left to connect him to the scene.

Every second that past, Lorena knew she got herself into a situation that might be a little more that she hopped for. She tried to protest, but John was one step ahead and had a gag ready for her, a blue bandana.. He rolled it in a small ball and shoved it as far as it could go in her mouth… He than proceeded to insert his cock in her pussy and in less than three minutes he came releasing weird noises that made no sense while cussing and using profanities all along. Lorena was trying to free herself with no avail, the plastic ties started to cut and break the skin on her wrists, and she was bleeding.

That went on for a few more minutes, John reached for his briefcase again this time pulling out a barber’s razor. The reflection of the dim light making a light spot on the wall each and every move he made. "The less you move the less it will hurt he said…

With one sharp move he waived the blade but hardly touch her belly, she started kicking and jerking to all sides. Don’t move bitch he exclaimed this time slapping her face so hard that she stopped moving. John got more ties for her feet tying both ankles together.

Lorena knew then that this was no game. John got the blade back off of the night table and ran it backwards on her face and neck laughing the whole time. You are all alike he said whores that’s what you are!

Suddenly with a child-like voice he said: You see, I was happily married, I bought a computer for my wife Rhonda, she played games mostly, one day she started chatting and she started spending more and more time on the computer, forgetting about me and the rest of the world. Do you understand? Lorena nodded not to get him even more disoriented. One night I woke up to go to the bathroom and there she was her bottom half-naked, a vibrator inserted in her pussy at full blast and she was typing on her keyboard.

I got closer to look at the screen, she was in chat with a guy at first I made fun of that, but as time passed by, she was addicted, would not go to bed with me, she would wait until I am asleep and sneak to the office room to be on the computer. We talked about it a few times and her comment to me was: I am not doing anything wrong, it’s not like I am going out on you with another man. I felt secure enough in my marriage to just let that slide.

Last Christmas she came home and informed me that it was over and she filled for divorce, Chuck asked her to marry him. My first reaction was "You kidding, right?" But she was dead serious. I am out of here in two days she said Chuck is helping me move to his place. First my ego got real bruised, than I got sad, and than I got really pissed!!!

I stalked her for a while until I knew everything about Chuck, and one night while they were in bed, I watched them for a while and then I set the house on fire making sure that all the exits were blocked. Are you listening bitch? He yelled again.. She nodded weakly.

The whole time he waved the blade back and forth and Lorena waited for the next blow. John started crying and saying how sorry he was that he had to do this, but no one ever was going to hurt him again. Ever again. Suddenly his face softened a bit and he put down the shinny blade, and with a soft motion started fixing her hair. You are so pretty; I love you Rhonda he said like in a trance.. He jumped off of the bed squeezing his forehead.. You are not Rhonda! You are Lor the whore! I am going to kill you!

That was the last thing Lorena heard. He reached for the blade and with one blow, slit her throat from ear to ear.

John looked at the lifeless body n the bed for a while. He got up, removed the gloves carefully, put them in a plastic bag, he did the same with the condom and wrapping, cut off the ties off of Lorena’s hand and ankles placing them in the bag. Picked the wine bottle and glasses placed them along with the razor in another bag and into the briefcase and as a trophy, he took her panties.

He got a towel from the bathroom and wiped everything in the room he remembered touching. He started whistling a tune got in to get a shower, taking his time. After he was done, he cleaned everything picking up even hair from the drain filter. Packed the towels and got dressed, took a last look at Lorena, blew a kiss in the air, and said, "Another one bites the dust" left and slammed the door behind him.

John got in his car that he parked a block from the motel, and drove away unseen. It took almost 18 hours before Lorena was discovered. And eventually turned into another unsolved murder and became just a small number in a long list of statistics.

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