"Bena's Gift (Hanging,F Con)" By robblu (https://pastebin.com/u/robblu) URL: https://pastebin.com/BwgiKCHy Created on: Saturday 1st of February 2020 09:29:02 PM CDT Retrieved on: Saturday 31 of October 2020 03:03:57 AM UTC Bena's Gift Many years ago, one winter while I was still in college a special girl came into my life. Her name was Bena. She was not like the other girls I had known. When we first me, I did not realize just how special she was. She was quiet and plain and rarely spoke in our class that we had together. Had we not been assigned to work together on a group project, I may have overlooked her in that lecture hall we shared with thirty-some other students. Bena always dressed simply and modestly. She usually wore an unadorned blue gown/robe that covered her whole body down to the floor and her head was always wrapped in an immaculately clean white headscarf. It was the second week of class when the professor randomly assigned everyone partners for a project. I was given a slip of paper with a name on it. Bena. After some searching, I found her, sitting at a desk in the back row. “Are you Bena?” She looked up suddenly but gracefully from her book. “Y.Yes… I am Bena”.. she spoke quietly… “are we to together work? I nodded. It was then that I saw her, really saw her for the first time. She had the most beautiful cheekbones and prettiest eyes. She sat upright in her chair with perfect posture as if she were a queen. As we worked together I discovered that she was a shy and gentle girl. She cared deeply for people and animals and though she was slow to share opinions, was thoughtful and insightful. She usually did well in her classes. After our project finished with us getting the highest grade in the class we would continue to study, sometimes at the library sometimes at her place. Slowly we became more and more inseparable. The semester ended and the summer came, we both had jobs on campus, so we continued to meet in the evenings and on weekends, sharing many experiences. One night she called me“Come over tonight at 9 pm. I have something special for you..” I entered her apartment, to find her on her couch. She sprang up and towards me as does lioness towards her prey or her mate (not sure which) Before I could react, I found her in my arms, our lips locked together. She pulled away a bit “sorry. I hope I’m not too forward..” it.. it’s just that I. I feel for you in a way I never have and know you like no other and I would like… I hope I am not bad girl…” Bena hesitated. I reassured her that I felt the same for her and she was one of the best people I knew, and I loved her no matter what. She slowly removed her headscarf and her robe,I was astonished, beneath those plain unflattering clothes was the picture of beauty. Her radiant hair, her luscious full breasts, her healthy curves, her flawless skin.. If I wasn't already in love, I surely was now. That night was one of the best in my life. I was amazed, it was as if something passionately fierce and beautiful had awakened in Bena. How was this the shy quiet girl I knew in class? Bena held back nothing… The morning after with Bena snuggled up to me in bed.” I cannot stay here, my scholarship has been cut, without classes, I cannot renew my visa. I can't go back to my country, as I'm no longer a virgin,. My family will kill me for bringing shame to them, for not keeping the old ways.. I love you and could not live without you. I have one last thing, I want to die on my terms, and give you one last gift. I want to hang for you. “ I hated losing Bena, but her mind was made up, I could not sway her from her decision. That next day we drove to the nearby forest. We went deep into the woods where no one would disturb us. Stopping below a mighty oak..she climbed up the tree threw the rope over a thick branch then shimmied down and adjusted it before tying it off above the stool we brought. I set up the camera as she worked quickly and elegantly. Eventually, she finished her preparations. She came close and hugged me, kissing me passionately:“Promise me two things, that once I start, you will not interfere, you let me hang until I am gone, and that you remember me always, forget me never.“ she asked. “I promise” I turned on the camera and motioned to her. She turned towards the camera and spoke,“I am Bena… I do this on my own of my own choice. I cannot bear to live anymore as some would have me. I cannot stay and I cannot go back to where I was born…" Slowly she disrobed for the last time, saving her scarf for last as she threw it to the ground. She stepped up on to the stool and placed her head through the noose and tightened the thick knot behind her left ear. She then tied her hands behind her with the slipknot rope cuffs she had made, finishing with several heavy knots that would not come undone. Then with one last deep breath, She slid off the top of the stool, casting her footing forever beyond her reach. Her dance was graceful but fierce as her body struggled for life. She flailed like a fish caught on a line, as her body swayed in the noose, it was as if she was making love to the air, no she was fucking me in her mind.She remained calm, despite the fact she could not breathe, her body wanted to live, but her heart and soul wanted to go. Her dance continued some time, growing slower and less energetic, her eyes became more distant as her face went from pale, to red, to purple. When her stream of urine and feces began spraying down her legs, I knew she was gone. I must have sat there an hour watching her sway in the breeze, before checking her pulse. Nothing. I grabbed the stool and cut her down, keeping the noose around her neck. I lovingly washed and wrapped her body in a sheet, before burying it. As the sun set, I went back to my room, poured some whiskey, and watched the tape over and over, in awe of her last gift, but in tears she was gone. Her disappearance was soon forgotten. Just another missing person. She'd hardly be the first person to run off to parts unknown or vanish in a strange country. Her family did not press the issue, and the world continued to move. Many years have passed. Life has been good to me, I have a job I love and am paid well for, I'm happily married with several beautiful children. But every so often, on quiet nights, I'll lock myself in my study, pour myself some whiskey and watch the tape that I keep in my safe.