Never brought a saw, so I had to work her head one way... then the other...back...an' it fought like loose chicken wire...an' forth... where I could feel the elastic top of the spine bendin' 'fore it broke. All of a sudden, her dusty hair flopped into my hands, she reclinin, like some sad, broken rag doll. She was mine. I looked at her. Shut-eye, peaceful repose, only the broken peak of her vertebral column pokin' out her raw neck disturbed her serenity. Not ashamed to admit it now- I was overjoyed. Felt like kissin' her right there on the mouth. But I guess I was a little shy.
What are you reading?
What are you reading?
VIEW 19 of 19 COMMENTS
And the man, the master of the house, went out to them and said to them, "No, my brothers, do not act so wickedly. Since this man is my guest, do not do this vile thing. Here are my virgin daughter and his concubine; let me bring them out now. Ravish them and do whatever you want to them; but against this man do not do such a vile thing."
The Holy Bible, Judges19:22
Now bring this one up in church! And I wont spoil the ending of decapitaion and mutilation...oops, my bad.