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'Wow, she looks great!' I thought, sitting across the table from the pretty young blonde that had placed a personal add in the paper that I had been fortunate enough to answer first.
"This is a really nice place you have here." she said, gazing around.
"I like it." I responded, " Do you like your veal?"
"The best I've had, you are an excellent cook." she responded earnestly, raising the glass of wine to her cherry red lips.
I got up and went to the CD player and turned on the slow, romantic song.
"Care to dance?" I asked cleverly, extending my hand.
"Sure." she said, setting down the wine glass and giggling.
As she put her arms around my neck I noticed that her skin was soft, like silk.
I never wasted time, my hands went to her neck, I saw the suprise in her eyes. And her own hands went to my wrist, trying to pry them off.
'Excellent,' I thought, 'I love it when the struggle'
As I saw the life starting to leave her face, I relaxed my grip for a second, then tightened it up again, a game I sometimes liked to play, giving them just a little air, then taking it away again.
I felt a sort of eletric shock of pleasure go through my body as I saw the life die in her eyes.
I then dragged her limp body into my basement and placed her carefully into a row with the other nine women.
'It is a very nice collection so far' I thought with glee at my next addition.
I went back up to the dining room at took my glass of wine from the table and sat down on the sofa with the evening paper. I flipped to the personals, and after a few minutes of scanning found it,
" Red-head, 22, likes
animals and daring men,
age 20 through 32."
'Perfect.' I thought and picked up the phone.



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The following comments are for "The Personal Dinner"
by Wes

Wine me and dine me
I liked the content, I just thought you should have spent a little more time wining and dining me before you gave me desert.

I rather like short little pieces of a story that end surprisingly. I just thought it would have been a little more intrigueing if you had at least let the girl have her dance, perhaps let her start to imagine what life would be like with such a wonderful man...but that's just me.

Jeff

( Posted by: Jeff [Member] On: April 9, 2002 )

Agree
I kinda agree with Jeff on this one, but i like the story a lot. It reminds me of a few short stories by the great Stephen King. No real beginning or end, just a snipet of dereangement. I like it!

( Posted by: E.G. Evans [Member] On: April 16, 2002 )





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