Short Stories

Serial Love

I loved the way she opened a body. It was sexy. She flayed them slowly slicing the skin away from the flesh. He really was an expert at his craft. It was so hot that it made me bite my lip. She looked up to me and smile.

"Come here baby girl."

I walked around the table into her arms. The knife dripped the remaining blood dripped making gentle drips on his gloves. She pulled me close and wrapped his arms around me.

"Careful sweet heart. Its sharp."

I nodded at him gently and he enclosed my hand around the hilt.

"Oka y baby. Gently hold the flesh against the bone." She pushed the flesh against the back of the rib cage.

"Now slide the knife in between the flesh and the bone. Make sure to keep the flesh against the bone. Slide softly and slowly."

I did ask she instructed and after a while he walked away. I could feel her eyes watching me. The knife slid easily down the ribs. I pushed to hard and the knife nicked the bone. Joanna got up and came back to the table.

"I said to hold the flesh against the bone. Your shaking baby girl. You are making the body nervous and its dead. Relax my sweetheart."

She kissed my head and put his hand gently around mine. "Now back the blade up. That a girl. Now, slid it back down and finish the cut."

The flesh peeled back from the ribs after I finished the cut. I looked at her as it I had won gold in the Olympics. She sat down in his chair and looked at me proudly.