THE PERFECT EMPLOYEE

    The room was completely dark except for the small light that came from the under the bathroom door.  Jason had met this 24 year old biker chic at this biker spot where bikers hang-out and race.  He took her to his 5 room; 2½ bathroom house that sits on his lakefront property on Stillwater Drive in North Columbus, Georgia.  Her name was Aurora; she was a college student at C.S.U.  She was 5’4” 130lbs; short blond hair.  She was a stock clerk for Home Depot.  As the 5’11” 195lbs dark haired Jason pounded her from behind with his 8” penis.  Her Coo’s made him know that she was a slave to the sensation of a big hard veiny dick being thrusted in and out of her hole.  Jason fucked her like a wild dog and after 20 minutes her coos turned into cries of…
“Fuck me, Oh God! Fuck me, oh yeah! Fuck me!” she cried out with joy as she dripped cum all over Jason’s monster.
“Shoot your load all over my tits”, said Aurora with climatic pleasure as Jason slowed his pace and she kneeled on the bed.  45 minutes had passed and the limits of this cock driven intelligent blonde would be stretched.  Jason knew that without daring, thrills cease to exist and life’s racing pulse fades to a feeble memory so Jason pulled out of her.
“What’s the matter? Are you about to cum?”
“Bathroom.  Be back in a second”, replied Jason as he went into the dark room and shut the door.  Aurora could hear sounds of a large penis pissing a strong steady stream into the toilet, then flushing and he returned.  As he opened the door he could see her on the bed playing with her hole.
“Fuck me with your fat dick”, cooed Aurora as Jessie closed the bathroom door containing the only light, blackening the entire bedroom except for the dim starlight that shone through the window.  He pulled up on her as she backed her ass up to him.  He grabbed her c-cup tits with large nipples and started pumping away groping her tits and pinching her large nipples.  He fucked nice and slow providing pleasure for both but was about subduing his latest conquest.
“Yes baby.  Like that.  Oh God! You seem bigger”, moaned Aurora as he was steady pumping long.  After 15 minutes they switched positions and she lay on her back with her legs wide open as he fucked her.  Aurora moaned as he alternated from long steady pumps to short hard pumps.  Aurora moaned almost sounding as if he was hurting her.
“Am I hurting you?” asked Jason in an almost pleasurable tone.
“No…Don’t stop…It feeels goood”, replied the cum drunk blond sounding lost in the pleasure as she rubbed her clit.  Jason began to pound her pussy hard as the slapping and clapping of skin was heard.  Her pussy was wet and juicy but tight.  5 more minutes passed and Aurora was cumming all over Jason, screaming.
“Ungh! Ungh” In a pleasurable way “Shoot that wad of spunk all in my face as she tried to turn and to suck his dick.  He laid her on her stomach and fucked her pussy until her body shivered with orgasm.  He placed her back on her hands and knees and began fucking an exasperated Aurora in her asshole preparing her rectum for entry.  She was tired but Jason hadn’t come off yet.  He worked her asshole for 10 more minutes.
“You are long and strong" laughed Aurora as Jason pulled out without saying anything and slipped into the bathroom.  “I don’t know if it’s the bathroom or not but baby if it does what it did on the last trip…”  Laughably stated Aurora as he slipped out the bathroom and went straight into her asshole as he sighed heavily with each time he slid in and out of her as he gripped her hips, Aurora’s rectal juices began to flow.
“Every time you come out that bathroom…” began Aurora as Jason went harder tucking his large, long stiff shaft past her anus into her colon.  They switched positions and as Aurora sat on top of Jason she found a rhythm and Jason followed.
“Faster! Harder! Oh God! Fuck me in my ass.  Ram it in my ass” moaned and cooed Aurora as she sucked her tongue as her hands pushed on the headboard to press her hips down into his crotch.  It was a deep juicy butt-fuck as noises filled the room, sounds of two aroused bodies slapping together.  Jason was relentless in Aurora’s lubricated rectum as she made animal sounds that emerged deep from her chest but Jason only grunted in his effort.
“I’m gonna cum”, screamed Aurora as her asshole blossomed clutching wetly around his massive cock.  Her body weakened as she orgasmed out her asshole.  Gripping the headboards, breathing heavily she fell limp on him.  Jason only rolled her and him on their side and continued to stab into her with angled variations and as she laid there with her right leg throwed back over his Jason drove forward with his oak log burrowing deep up in her ass as deep as humanly possible and then straining to get deeper, Aurora’s body had had a pleasure collapse as she lay there, moaning tiredly, almost sleep while Jason was holding her as he fondled her breast.  He held her tight in a paralyzed state of pleasure.
“I’m finna shoot this load’, stated Jason but Aurora was too weak and too tired, too full of pleasure to react so Jason began his first release which was a long spurt.  He groaned loudly and Aurora’s body contracted and she cried out in an echo.  His second spurt was long as the first as he tried to bury his cock deeper into her colon.  Aurora cried out again and by the third spurt he had began banging up in her again and with each shuddering ejaculation was preceded by a straining inward push.






Jason was up at the crack of dawn as usual as he furiously tears the fine silk linen off the king size bed slamming them in the hamper.  He showered, groomed and dressed in his closet of expensive suites, dress shirts, slacks, ties and shoes.  He adjusted his tie, went down stairs, grabs some orange juice and boiled egg places his suit coat on, grabs his briefcase and heads out the door getting in his Grey 2009 XJR 255 Jaguar to drive to his office at SunTrust bank where he is a single white male who was educated in business and accounting at Harvard and got the internship to SunTrust when the first choice got sick.  He began to exhibit excellent and dedicated work habits and showed a financial genius that brought the corporation out of a financial slump but what landed him the job was his genius through a recession.  Jason leads investors as he manages their monies as a hedge fund manager which includes charities and non-profit organizations.  He has never missed a red flag.  He also manages non-personnel accounts like 401(k), auto, student, home, and credit loans.
“The average 401(k) account has shriveled nearly 30% falling to $21,200 from 40,200 in a year’s time.  We had to scale back on benefits by 12.7%; Reduce salary by 14.2%; Hours by 19%.  Now we can either increase salary and hours back to normal or reinstate the cut-n-match on the 401(k) with the new account from Edgewood Baptist Church account.”
“What about the health care and retirement funds?” asked Barbara Block, the 50 year old redhead financial and venture capital supervisor who is in charge of the company’s maintenance and internal financial decisions?
“They must stay where there at until we can see a larger percentage increase in the company’s overall profit margin”
“Is that all?” asked Ms. Block.
“Besides the report on the E.B.C. fund, that is it for now”
“I want all that in a report on my desk ASAP”, demanded the slim redhead.
Jason was the perfect employee.  He brought SunTrust some of the biggest profits that it had ever seen.  He was like a one man team when facing clients by providing order booking and operational-level client support for SunTrust, custodians, charities, and non-profit organizations.  Jason has almost single handedly processed orders received from these institutions with respect to client funds and structured products as well as resolving, with satisfaction, any queries arising from these transactions.  In addition he has given sound and profitable advice to charities, non-profit organizations helping them raise money and good spending capital.  In addition he was able to provide vital market information for salespeople, traders, and clients not his at SunTrust by producing information needed to make investment decisions, analyzing annual results, writing reports on potential investment sectors, research areas including share prices and companies abilities to pay back their debts.  He was the answer to SunTrust problem, too good to be true but his ability to deliver was never questioned.
One of Jason’s colleagues, ex team member and bedfellow was Aida Jacobs.  She was an investment analyst with degrees in accounting and business marketing and research.  She was extraordinarily great at her trade.  She was 34, a brunette with eyes that cut like box cutters on flesh, lips that activated the engine of a man’s crotch, and a perky chest, and gorgeous hands with a beautiful manicure.  Aida seemed unapproachable until you got to know her.  She wanted to meet a compatible companion and have a relationship without the mystery and all the convoluted rules and games.  She was the millennium woman who was just comfortable with being human.  She and Jason worked on the same team for seven years and the last 2 years they began to get intimate, date, and they really went for each other until one night after they had made love.  Aida had told Jason that they shouldn’t see each other anymore and requested a change in teams.  They speak in the office in passing but Aida avoids Jason.  Jason had slept with several of the girls in the office and they all gossiped about his sexual prowess, mainly his ability to rally back after he takes a piss.  They would laugh and joke about it but it made Aida uncomfortable, luckily she had a corporate poker face.
About 10 days had passed since authorities had found the body of Aurora Jennings and in the break room on the 6th floor of SunTrust were Jason and his teammate and road dog, Matthew Blanks, a 35 year old Fund Accountant who loved to party and have fun. 
“Have you seen the new girl on the first floor?” asked Matt as he poured a cup of coffee
“Yeah I saw her.  What is she about 23-24?”
“I’m a go talk to her today.  Get her calling me, coming up stairs for lunch, boom!  And ask her out.  You got to help me out on this one”
“Alright but you owe me”
“No sweat” replied Matthew as Jason focused on the T.V. and the N.B.C. 38 news anchor who reported:
“Columbus Police Department discovered the body of Aurora Jennings whom was a student at C.S.U. and worked at Home Depot.  Her body was discovered early morning in a wooded area near Lake Bottom.  Investigators say that there are no leads in the case and if you have any information contact Detectives Randy Box or Lt. Steve Long with any information you might have.”
“Hey Jason! Wasn’t that that biker chic you nailed?”
“No!”  Firmly stated Jason as he leaves out throwing a full cup of coffee in the waste basket.
At the coroner’s office Det. Box and Lt. Long spoke with forensic specialist Sgt. Harry Skilinger who did the autopsy on Aurora’s body.
“What was her cause of death?” asked Det. Box.
“Some form of asphyxiation”, replied Dr. Skilinger.
“Are you saying she choked?  I didn’t see any sign of strangulation”
“Right here around the neck.  It appears that she had something wrapped around her throat.  The wire…”
“Probably a guitar string”, interjected Lt. Long.
“…was cushioned by a scarf, head band, towel.  If you look closely you can see remnants, barely, of the wire impression.
“So were the bruises on her jaw post mortem or ante?” asked Lt. Long
“The bruises on the left side of her face came post mortem”
“So she was knocked unconscious” stated Det. Box
“What about the water in her lungs?” asked Lt. Long
“More than likely came from her lying face down in the stream”
Not sure! What you mean?”
“It means that there are several possibilities of what could have happened”
“We believe that the perpetrators or perpetrator hit the victim with his fist, dragged an unconscious body to the stream dumping her face down but tell us your theory Harry”
“Well that sounds about right, except the victim could have been strangling her while submerging her head in the stream or immediately after strangulation poured water down her throat…”
“Like water boarding”, interjected Lt. Long
“…would have taken too long but to lay her face up in the stream for awhile then…”
“I see where you going Harry.  Box I got some old files we need to look over.  Thank you Harry”
Detectives Box and Lt. Long returned to the public safety center to review old cases, unsolved murders in the city of Columbus for the past 10 years.
“Here are those case files.”  Stated Det. Long as he set the files on his desk and opened one up.
“What exactly are we looking for?” asked Box as he grabbed a file from in front of Long.
“Samara Palmer.  A 25 year old student from C.S.U.: White female.  Was fatally shot with a small caliber weapon to the head.”
“Was that the one whose body was drained of almost all the blood?” asked Det. Box
“Yeah, what about this one, Sandra Richardson: A 24 year old Brunette; part-time bartender. Dam!”
“What?” asked Long as Det. Box looked in total disgust. “You must be reading the autopsy report?”
“Yeah”
“Read what is says out loud”
“That the coroner was unable to determine whether she died from strangulation or a gunshot to the head.  This last case here a corporal Cindy Collins 34.  Found stuffed in a metal box near a large oven by the foundry and that the heat and cramped surroundings for hours, possibly days, caused the body to quickly deteriorate.  Why didn’t he just throw the body in the liquid steele?  It’s like…”
“He wanted us to find the body” interjected Det. Long
“What exactly are we looking for Long?” asked Box
“All strangled and shot, could be a coincidence” stated Box
“No Det. If you look closer at the evidence collected from each scene, not a fiber of clothing, hair, no skin, no fluid, no nothing.  The killer was thorough.  Think he might be a former police?’ asked Det. Box
“Already ahead of you.  They are being questioned as we speak”
“So what exactly is the common thread here?” asked Det. Box
“I found out that all these women frequented the same bars and clubs”
“You think the killer might be someone who frequents these bars or hangs around them”
“No but it is a start.  We need to question all friends, witnesses, anyone who might have come into contact with these women that might point to a possible suspect” finished Det. Long as they grabbed blazers and headed out the door.
“I haven’t eaten all day can we stop at the Deli for a bite to eat?”
“You had donuts for breakfast and lunch” responded Det. Long
“Exactly, I haven’t eaten”
As Box and Long made their way out to the unmark in the parking garage.  Jason was feeling the drunkenness of his success and fame as a funds manager, sexual beast, and social elite in company and city.  He was an all-around champion.
Detectives Box and Long had been questioning witnesses, friends, and anyone who might have talk to or seen Aurora Jennings before her murder.  Towards 5O’clock all finds had one thing in common that Aurora had been seen with a tall dark-haired gentlemen in a suit at club O2.
“I know that place, it is right down the street from Scruffy’s.  A lot of the corporate people go there” stated Det. Box
“What’s a goodtime that the crowd comes in?” asked Det. Long
“Around 9 we should go about 10:30”
“Meet you there at 10.  Don’t look to casual but don’t look like a cop”, stated Long
“Gotcha Steve.  I got this suit I don’t get to wear that often.”  As the two detectives parted ways Jason was walking up to the old abandoned about to enter; 15 minutes elapsed and Jason walked out the building sobbing and on the drive home he was in a bothered state of mind.  At exactly 10O’clock Det. Long and Box met in the parking lot at club O2.
“Randy you look like something off the Sopranos”, stated Long
“Love this suit Steve makes me feel, important”
“Did you bring your badge and shield?” asked Det. Long
“Got’em right here” as the two entered the front entrance and looked over the crowd in the room for a minute.
“That description could be anyone of these guys, hell even the women for that matter.”  stated Box
“Let's split-up and meet at the bar in 5 minutes exactly” The two Detectives began looking, flashing Aurora’s picture and asking questions about the vague description of a man and as they met up at the bar, Box had found something.
“I got something.  A description of someone she was seen leaving the club with who fits the description.  A Jason.  No last name but she said he was a corporate big shot for SunTrust” stated Det. Box
“We will be there bright-n-early tomorrow.” said Det. Long
That night investigators were called to the old building on 2nd Avenue where they discovered the body of an old 52 year old white man.  Crime scene investigators found a wet part of the deceased t-shirt on the underside of the left sleeve.  When examined it was found to be lacrimal fluid.  After running it against D.N.A. in the system a match was found:  A Jason Childers 36, single; Graduate from Harvard school of business.  Det. Flores called Det. Long and informed him of the suspects match to the description Long had put out.  Long called Box and told him,
“We got a full name and we can go straight to him” 
The next day at 8a.m. Detectives Box and Long were at the offices of SunTrust in downtown Columbus asking to speak to a Jason Childers.  After being escorted to the office of Mr. Childers Detectives Box and Long showed their badges.
“How do you do Mr. Childers?” asked both Long and Box
“Fine.  What can I do for you two officers today?” asked Jason as box looked around.
“We are investigating the murder of Aurora Jennings.  Can you tell us about your relationship with her” stated Det. Long
“She was a hot one-night stand and when I say hot I mean hot.  She had been eyeballing me all night.  She had put away a few margaritas so I put the moves on her.  She agreed to go back to my place to have sex.  She left the next morning and called once or twice but I never returned her call.”
“Did she tell you anything confidential, personal about herself?” asked Det. Long
“Nothing that didn’t pertain to the night”
“Pertain to the night.  What exactly and when did she say this?”
“She told me on the drive to my house how she loves to get fucked by a man in a suit and tie”
“And that was all she said”
“That was it” replied Jason
“Mr. Childers we found your lacrimal fluid at a crime scene last night can you explain how it got there?”
“Lacrimal fluid” stated a dumbfounded Jason
“Tears Mr. Childers, tears”
“I not only manage the accounts of some of the biggest non-profit organizations in the city but I also donate monies, time, and clothing and whatever else I can to those charities and foundations.”
“Wow! You went to Harvard.  Your parents must be proud of you?” stated Box as Jason only replied with a nod in the affirmative.
“If that is all Detectives I have work to do I am a very busy man”
“Yes one last question.  Where and what were you doing the morning Ms. Jennings was killed?”
“On the phone with one of my team members.  His name is Matthew Blanks”
“Thank you Mr. Childers” stated Det. Box and Long as they exited Jason’s office and headed for the elevator.  Aida was watching the two men as they were walking out Jason’s door.  She finally seen not only a flaw in what seemed to be the perfect man but a way to get back at him and what she thought was another ‘man’ in the house who looked exactly like Jason.  She grabbed some files and followed them into the elevator. 
“Excuse me I couldn’t help but notice you guys talking to Jason Childers.  Are you from the Securities and Exchange Commission?”
“No ma’am, we are Detectives”
“Investigating what?”
“A lead in a murder case, why, is there anything you want to say to us about it?”  said Det. Box as they exited off the elevator.
“Yes, follow me”, stated Aida as they stepped into an empty office.  “Jason is a suspect in that Jennnings’ girl murder?”
“Yes ma’am”, replied Det. Box.
“Look I won’t lie, me and Jason are not the best of friends but we used to be teammates here at the company for seven years.  I watched how Jason put together perfect reports, made financial decisions concerning accounts, how he never missed a red-flag, bringing this company through a recession making us recession proof.  I was not only impressed but admired his financial genius.  I thought I had found the man of my dreams until we finally slept together.  I got up to go downstairs to the kitchen and as soon as I turned my bottle of water up there he was…” Long’s experience could see the distraughtness of her psyche as she told the story.
“Who? Jason Childers” asked Long as him and Box looked at each other then back at her as she finished.
“…Jason or what looked just like him.  Detectives when a woman is into a man like I was Jason Childers you notice the small things about him like downstairs Jason’s body seemed more broader, more muscular, his personality was more aggressive, almost cold like he was a different person and his penis was larger, firmer and he made love to me like we hadn’t had sex for four hours up stairs”
“Are you saying because the man seemed larger and bigger that he was a different person?  Maybe he took a male enhancement drug”
“No, Jason didn’t even do aspirin.  There is a rumor going around in the office about how Jason can ‘rally back’ or ‘recharge’ after he goes to the bathroom and takes a piss.  Det. If any man shoots two loads in four hours they will never be as hard and sexually aggressive as Jason was downstairs in that kitchen.”
“Thank you for the information Ms. Jacobs and can we reach you here throughout the day if we have any further questions?” asked Det. Box
Det. Box and Long returned to the public safety building and began to search the past of Mr. Jason Childers to try and see if there was any connection to a mystery man in Jason Childers house and the murders of Aurora Jennings and the dead man found last night”
“I am going to run his name through an N.C.I.C. and all other scanners.  Military, Prison, DMV, etc.” stated Det. Long
“You know this guy comes from a good family if they could afford to foot the bill at Harvard”, said Det. Box.  “How do you think his D.N.A. got on the shirt of that body?”
“He was there probably with our mystery guy”
“Hey Long, what are we gone do if the mystery man is real?  Measure the length and width of their penis?” asked Det. Box
“Exactly Detective!  That is exactly what we are going to do.”  Replied Long
“Not me I’m not measuring no penises”
“Hey Box, since you don’t want to measure any penises go talk to Childers neighbors and see what they say?”
As Det. Box exits the building and heads to North Columbus Jason goes to the Valley Rescue Mission where he sometimes does volunteer work.  After being there for about an half an hour he borrows two men from the transient side to do some work for him at his house.  Det. Box phones Lt. Long on his way to the mission.
“Steve looks like Childers brought homeless men and women out the shelters to do yard and house work for him on the regular.  His neighbor says it was not a large group of people he brought to his house but most were regulars, like the guys whom he had working inside the house.”
“I take it you’re going to try and locate these two men”
“I’ll want to ask Childers” replied Box.
“No, don’t.  Not just yet.  See if you can’t locate and question these people first”
“Okay I’m headed to the shelter now to speak with the men on the transient side.”
“You got it” replied Box as Jason was almost home with his two hired help, Det. Box was about to arrive at the Valley Rescue Mission.  He pulled into the parking lot, got out the car and as he walked in the side entrance for transients he passed the sign that said:  HOWARD MOTT SHELTER FOR MEN.  He asked to speak with the director, whom he showed the picture of Jason Childers.
“Sir I am Det. Randy Box, CPD…” As he flashed his credentials then pulling out the picture of Jason Childers.  “…I am investigating the murder of Aurora Jennings.  This man, do you know him?”
“Yes, Det. I do.  Is he a suspect?” asked the director of the shelter
“No, I want to question some of the men whom he hires from here to work around his house.
“Well you can question them Det. all but two whom Mr. Childers left here with about 15 minutes ago. 
Det. Box leaves out the center headed back to North Columbus to speak with Childers and to see whom the two men were and calls Det. Long on the way
“Childers just left with two men going to his house to do some work for him.  Long do you think that one of these guys is our mystery man?”
“Alright on my way with some back-up.” stated Long as he scrambled to the parking lot ordering two blue and whites to come back him up.  Back at the Childers' house Jason revealed the bad news to Joseph.
“They found lacrimal fluid on the shirt of that dead body you two killed yesterday” stated Jason
“Everything has come to an end, you must pack up and move to another city and we cannot be seen together no kind of way.  Hurry up and get us back to the shelter.” stated Joseph
“I am not going to just give up everything now.”
“Oh yes hell you are, if you don’t want to go to prison” interjected Jessie.  “Ain’t no telling how close these detectives are to us and the longer we stay the closer they have a chance at finding all of us out.”
“We can’t just up and leave.  I have a life here, a chance at starting a family.” Stated Jason
“A family little brother, we are your family.  All the family you got and all the family you’ll ever have.” Stated Joseph with a smurk on his face as the reality of all that had been done to achieve his success came back to smack him in his face.  “Now drive us back to the shelter and don’t ever have contact with us ever again I’ll contact you with a pull out plan in order to leave without suspicion” finished Joseph as they made their way back out to the car to leave, Det. Box was pulling up and when Jason seen him.
“Oh shit it’s that Detective”
“Stay calm.  They have nothing or they would be here w/back-up” stated Jessie
“Mr. Childers I have a few questions for the two gentlemen.” stated Box
“About what officer?” asked Jessie
“What are your names?”
“I’m Joe Ancipice”, stated Jessie
“Ben Stahls” stated Joseph
“You guys have I.D.?”
“Yes sir” replied both men as they went in their wallets and pulled out their I.D.’s handing them to Box who returned to the car to run their names for a check.  Enroute, Det. Long received a call from the military, who gave him information for probable cause to arrest our two vagrants and Childers.  Long got on the phone and called Box.
“Box listen, what do you have?”
“A Joe Ancipice, 36; and a Ben Stahls, 36.  Both are clean, no warrants.  Been to the county for misdemeanors but nothing else.”
“Randy I’m about 3 minutes from you and I plan on detaining these two vagrants for 72 hours on murder”
Box stalled until Long and back-up arrived, Ancipice and Stahls were detained for murder and transported to the county jail.
“Steve we don’t have anything that will convict them in court” said Box
“I know but when you see what I found you will know that these are our ‘mystery men’.” said Det. Long.  When they returned back to the public safety building Det. Long showed box what he found on Childers and it was shocking and disturbing.
“Now Jason Childers is the son of Joseph and Ellie Childers, farmers from the small town of Bismarck, Kentucky.  They had 3 sons, triplets:  Joseph, Jessie, and Jason Childers, in that order.  Joseph was a decorated hero in Afghanistan who returned to become an MP and eventually to work for Army CID.  Jessie was a Lawyer for the Judge Advocate General, who traveled to different parts of the country trying and defending cases.  Jason was at home working the farm with his dad when his mom died.  Joseph got in trouble here at Ft. Benning and was defended by his brother who got him cleared of the charges.  Shortly after both resigned from the military.  Joseph stays in Columbus while Jessie goes home to Kentucky.  The father dies of natural causes; Jessie sells the farm and Jason goes to Harvard.  Joseph mysteriously disappears and a year before Jason’s graduation Jessie disappears also.  Jason had applied for an internship at SunTrust here in Columbus and launches a helluva career accomplishing unimaginable feats.”
“You think Ancipice and Stahl are Jessie and Joseph.  If you removed those beards there is a resemblance but we still don’t have any solid evidence to convict”, replied Box.
“We have Jason’s D.N.A. on a dead man’s shirt and I bet the two killings are related”
“That might be enough to detain Childers but we have nothing on Stahls and Ancipice and Childers will beat it at trial”
“It’s all a matter of whom and what a jury will believe.  Arrest all three.”
“What happens if we can’t make a connection in time?” asked Det. Box.
“Then the perfect employee will have committed the perfect murder and gotten away with it.” replies Det. Long.
Jesus Christ fasted 40 days and nights to show human beings their potential and ability to be perfect.  He showed us that our perfection in life lies not in our status or achievements in life but in our obedience to god.  To commit the perfect murder is to commit sin and get away with it from god who sees all that we do from start to finish.  Whatever we do we leave a trail and only those that follow us can pick out the flaws of perfection in our trail and that says a lot about who left it.  Jack the Ripper was perfect because he knew when to quit, so no matter how perfect we think we are there is always a flaw; and it is those flaws that give us balance.  This is how perfection is perfected.