Lydia leafed through the police-file, back to the beginning. Right after the case of Miranda Newton she continued reading. It was surely not the Jaguar, who was finally nailed down as the culprit in the file. The cat get only one girl... the rest... yes, the rest became all victims of Sucuriju!And the next case, about a whole year after Miranda Newton get the honour to became the first "white and civilizated snack" for Sucuriju, the serpent found another tasty meal: Carolin Sandoval. A tall but thin photomodel... "Oh, interesting... Naomi Carleton was not the first photomodel?" mumbled Lydia.But Miss Carleton was far more known and famous. Miss Sandoval was only here to shot some images of the new lingerie-collection of some store and as the photographer arrived the place, he found only the girls bag and her street-clothing. It was supposed, that she had already changed her clothes and put on a lingerie-set...... "Damn, Dave was late again." mumbled Carolin as she had already waited a half hour for the photographer, and so she decided to put on the first set of lingerie for the upcoming photosession.20 minutes later she was still waiting and in boredom she started to look around, looking for a nice background. Some small paths leaded into the jungle around and she went on of them along, looking around.It was save here and she found some good locations for taking the photos... But where the hell was this stupid photographer? He was already a whole hour too late."Okay, time to go back" she thought. Deeper into the jungle the path was very uneven and partially muddy. Not the right terrain for walk here in the expensive high-heels she weared. This wasn't her shoes and as she know, they costs about $300 and she don't wanted to make them dirty.The path to the left side up... after a few meters she stopped... No... the path on the right side... she went back and choosed the other path...But there she wasn't before too. This wasn't the way she went down as she came in... it must be the other way.She went back, the other path along... Okay, this seemed to be the right way, now a turn to the left and...The expected street wasn't there... only more trees, vines, ferns, shrubs. Wrong way! Damn! She went only about 40 meters in the jungle. Where was this damn street now?She felt the first light panic crawling up her spine: "It wasn't possible to get lost here... This paths are some shortcuts made by the village people. I am still near the village.." she tried to calm down herself. But after the next few intersections of more pathways she had never seen before, she wasn't really sure anymore... and the pathes became more and more uneven, smaller and muddy."Dave!" she yelled. "I am here! Where are you?" But no answer. Where the hell was Dave?"Damn... Oh shit! No!" she yelled as she saw how her expensive high-heels sunk in into the mud of this so called path as she stopped near a little creek. The shoes were only borrowed for the shooting and damn expensive... She would earn enough with the planned photoshooting to pay for the ruined shoes.But the shoes would become her lesser problem soon. The heat of her body, her perfume and her sweat were already detected.Sucuriju came very seldom so close to the village, but he was hungry, searching for some dogs... but suddenly he detected some far better prey... the typical smell of a woman, very close to him. He remembered Miranda Newton, which he had huntend down about a year ago. A fine meal, somewhat different from the natives had learned to hunt. Different in size, smell and taste, and totally different from any other of his usual catches of jungle animals.He didn't knew, that Miranda was a human, a young girl. In his primitive, instinct driven mind the natives, Miranda, and the approaching Carolin too, was only easy prey. Without annoying fur, hooves or antlers, with an ideal bodyshape for devouring... easy to subdue and kill. The primitve connections in his mind between food and humans were not fixed permantly at this time... but every sucessfull hunt on a human made the connections more firmly...He had eaten three natives and one uptown-girl so far: four human victims... the first more by accident, the second as a sacrifying to him, the third and fourth he had huntend down purposeful... and the 5th came closer and closer... slowly he coiled up his body beneath the large ferns and thickets near a little creek, tasting the air with his flickering tongue, detecting the approaching heat of a human body...Carolin didn't saw it coming, a green fast moving, a pain in her shoulder, and in the next half second she get pulled from her feet, turned around, she felt something heavy, cool and scaly around her chest, then two seconds later, around her abdomen... and then she realized, that it was a massive snake...She tried to scream as she was turned around as one coil following the other, but the tight coils pressed the air out of her lungs and only some faint shriek leaved her oben mouth...The massive bundle of muscular coils rolled half into the water, another coil followed around her head...Carolin Sandoval performed the same dance that Miranda Newton performed in the embrace of Sucuriju almost two years ago too: Her long legs kicked and wriggled useless in the air... Two deity feet in beautiful and expensive stilettos whirling around in a frantic try to get free... A useless try to get out of the monstrous, scaly coils around the soft body that lied on the ground, half in the little creek. A dance without music but accompanist by Carolin's trying to scream for help again... But more as a faint "Nnnnggghhh.." wasn't audible as the last air leaved her lungs...The dance continued. In convulsive shudders she kicked dirt and grass out of the ground with her high heels... This expensive shoes... Just a few minutes before her most important problem was not to ruin this stilish shoes as she choosed this way on her try to find her way back. She cursed the soil and dirt on her shoes and this dirty jungle... what a bad idea it was to stroll around here... and from one second to another it became really bad for her and the dirtened high heels were not her most important problem anymore...Then the dance became slower and slower, the kicking stopped, the long legs came to final rest...Satisfied Sucuriju lifted his head, smelling thew white sof skin of the thigs with his tongue... A last convulsive shudder runned through his catch and instinctively Sucuriju tighten his grip a little bit more. A faint noise came out of the bunch of coils as some of Carolin's rips and her clavicle bones cracked. For a few minutes Sucuriju hold his wrap around his victim upright, than he loosened his embrace and examined the body with his tongue too. A good catch. He liked this large, furless monkeys more and more. And this was a extraordinary large specimen. More than a foot taller than Miranda was but very slim and well formed for swallowing. Laisurely the serpent dragged his prey into the creek, searching for the head... as he found it, he started his meal and slowly Carolin disappeared...-------------------------------------A classic "full body-squeeze" and Sucurijus second white chick. This work turned out not so good as i wanted it but i think, it's still useable. I didn't get the lighting right. Guess, it was the "revenge of fate" for RAWR! where i got the right lighting almost instantly without any big efforts. This time i bungled around with spots and global lights, tried pointlights and colors for hours... but i didn't get it better.Technical side:Nothing really special here. I found the very old model "Glamorous Vicky" that i had never used before in my Runtime and thought, it was time to let her finally do her show-------------------------------------Work 45 of the Sucuriju-series