First Love, The Sinner & The Saint

Sofia.

Jaxon

I finished work early, a heart attack was an easy autopsy to write up, my excision with Lola was so clean.. she didn't have any marks on her wrists, unlike Cherry, Lola didn't fight me.
It was a believable report, the stupid girl had cocaine in her system, so I wrote the heart attack down to drug use, the poison would never have been detected in her blood stream, even if Bekah had performed the autopsy, I was too smart for that.

Back at home I locked the front door and slid the bolt across, so if Ezra turned up he couldn't just let himself in. I made my way down to the basement, wondering if my little doll had taken her dying breaths, the feeling of excitement Rapidly building within me.
I slid the grid across and glanced into the cell, just as I suspected, Cherry was lay on the floor, lifeless.
The glass lay empty on the floor beside her body. I was over joyed, my little doll had done exactly what I had expected her to do, she had no idea what she was letting herself in for when she sipped that water.

I unlocked the cell door and walked inside, going straight over to Cherry's clothes on the floor.
First I picked up her handbag and began to search it. Her purse was inside, with her driver's license, Jessica was her name, Cherry suited her better I thought to myself.
I walked over to her lifeless body and checked for a pulse.. nothing, she was gone. Sitting myself down on the floor beside I stroked her hair, I kissed her cheek softly, I admired her, looking at them like this was my favourite part, it brought me joy.
After watching her for several minutes, I slowly began to remove the outfit from her, laying it on the floor I put her own clothes back on her.

I got to my feet and walked over to the cupboard in the doll house room, opening it I looked inside at all the mannequins "which one is Cherry.." I said to myself as I looked at their faces "definitely you" I smiled happily and took a mannequin from the cupboard.

laying it carefully on the bed I proceeded to dress it in the outfit Cherry had died in, perfect, she looked perfect. I positioned her in a sexy pose on the bed, grabbed my camera and took a photo, one for the scrap book.

I took my seat at the table, next to the beautiful mannequin that represented Lola and swiftly got to work.
Carefully opening my box so as not to damage my memories I placed Cherry's driver's license in a little bag 'Jessica AKA Cherry' I wrote across the bag, this was where I kept my souvenirs.
I opened my scrap book, turned to an empty page and began to add photos of Cherry, captioning each one with a quote about my perfect doll.
I took the cutting of hair that I had taken from Cherry's body and attached it to the scrap book, then I got up and went over to my display wall, the wall was covered in photos of women in pretty outfits, and beside them photos of the mannequins in said outfits. Cherry's photo was added to the wall of fame, she fitted in perfectly.

'Time for a shower' I thought to myself as I checked the clock and it was 11pm, only a couple of hours until I need to take this beauty home.

After I showered I carried Cherry up the stairs and into the garage, placing her in the back seats of my car and strapping her in. I dropped her handbag in too, her driver's license had given me her home address and her keys were in her bag, this wouldn't take too long. I just needed a way to make sure I was the one to perform the autopsy on Cherry, I couldn't have anyone seeing the bruises and suspecting foul play, this one HAD to be me. Getting in the car I put on some music and drove to her apartment; it was 1am by now, the streets would be quiet. I could take Cherry from the car and into the house without being seen.

In Cherry's small 2 bed apartment I laid her out on her bed and dressed her in her pjs, some nice pink silk ones, she looked amazing. I tucked her into her bed, kissed her head and whispered "goodnight my little doll, it's been a pleasure" before placing her phone on charge and leaving it on the night stand, I went to the bathroom and wet her toothbrush under the tap, put on some toothpaste, brought it to her room and brushed her teeth for her.
I collected her clothes that I had removed from her and discarded on her bedroom floor and took them downstairs with me, washing away any evidence I put them inside the washing machine and turned it on, I went out into the hallway and hung her keys up before dropping the catch on her door and leaving the house. My work here was done.

In the car I removed my latex gloves and put them in the glove compartment but I felt.. different, I wasn't as happy as I usually would be, Ezra cutting my fun short was really affecting me, usually I would be happy for a week, sometimes a month, but not even 24hours had passed and I needed more. I needed a new doll, I couldn't shake the feeling.

I did the only thing I could do, I started the car and drove towards Twinkle Lights strip club, the place I had found Cherry, the place of my next victim, who would she be, I wondered to myself.

Sitting at the table with a shot of whiskey in my hand I watched the girls on stage, my pile of cash laid out on the table in front of me. None of these girls were right for me, they all had dark hair, most were over the age of 25, none of them matched my needs..
I was just about ready to give up and head home when I saw her, she was gorgeous, exactly what I was looking for, what I wanted, what I NEEDED.
Her red lipstick was so bright; her blonde hair thick and bouncy, travelling down her spine, she was slim, beautiful, blonde, she had it all.

The waiter brought me another shot over and I snapped back to reality. I couldn't resist asking
"Who is the blonde girl?" My tone was curious "is she new?"

The waiter looked up to the stage and laughed as he looked back at me with a nod.
"Ah that is Sofia. She's very popular, it's her first time, she's doubled out business tonight."

I suddenly felt very angry, other men were interested in her too?! I'm not having that; she's mine.

"Would you like a private show?" The waiters words brought me back to reality again.

"Most definitely" I said with a smirk as I got to my feet, downed my shot and walked to a private room, while the waiter went and told Sofia where she was needed.

In the room I took a seat, the sofa was super comfortable, I had butterfly's in my stomach, I was desperate to meet this girl, to make her my doll; I was ready.

The door opened and in she walked, red stiletto heels, a red lace bra, and matching panties. She was a dream.
she walked over to me and took a seat on my lap, wrapping her arms around my neck she smiled a sexy smile "I'm Sofia and you, sweet cheeks are in for the lap dance of your life" she winked at me.

'Oh Sofia, baby girl, you are in for the ride of your life, trust me..' I thought to myself, but instead I smiled and replied "I can't wait sweetheart"