Strangers In The Night

Drool fell from his grimacing smile, landing on the bare chest of his latest female victim, just before the knife blade sliced across her breasts. If she could have screamed, she would have, but with no tongue and a gag in her mouth, it was hopeless. The back alley street light lit up her black and blue face, showing the horror in her eyes while her body trembled violently between his legs. That was enough for him. The joy of it all made him tremble and giggle with delight. This time the blade sank deep into her chest, breaking her rib cage as it entered, releasing a stream of hot steaming blood that pooled then ran down her white skin towards her belly button. Her body jerked once. The blade was pulled out. His right index finger went into the wound and then pulled out, dripping with blood all over his hand. He put it in his mouth for a moment then sucked on it, savoring every drop. The first taste is always so sweet! She was totally still now. He felt for a pulse that was gone. He closed her eyes and gave her a kiss on the lips as his way of thanking her for her love and his release. With the beam of the flashlight that laid on the ground next to him, he admired his artistic statement one last time. Before he got up off her he cut off her left ear as a reminder of the good time they had together. He put in his trophy pouch that was attached to his belt. Putting the knife back into its sheath, he gingerly picked up her body, carrying it over to the dumpster by the wall of the restaurant's back door, all the while whistling “You Are My Soul And Inspiration.” He lifted the lid and put her in among the trash. With the lid closed, he went back to see if he had left any telltale things behind.

As he searched the bloodstained area with his flashlight, he heard a noise behind him. Caught by surprise, he quickly turned around looking down the dimly lit alley. Something was coming towards him. It was moving at a steady pace, with confidence, showing no fear. The sounds of its footsteps echoed off the walls toward him, inviting his curiosity. But caution made him stay where he was. With every footstep, he soon realized that it was a female figure. Every footstep called out for his love.

Now he could see all of her being. He pulled out his knife. Sexy walk. Long legs. Slender body wrapped in a trench coat. He could smell her intoxicating perfume. She was very close now! He could see her face. High cheekbones. Beautiful white skin. Luscious full lips. And those dark big eyes! Oh, how this one was going to give him love and the biggest release ever! She stopped, looked at him longingly, licked her lips, and began to smile. Cooing sounds began to come from her mouth. Bewildered at what was happening, he was unsure but shook it off. With caution, he moved slowly toward her with the blade ready. Her love awaited him. His pulse quickened. The trench coat slipped to the ground. Before him stood the body of a goddess — a perfectly unblemished, white, curved body with full breasts! He could feel his heart beating in his throat. He has never had a victim make him feel this way before! A smile crossed his lips. She was so close he coul almost feel and taste her.

Within six feet of her, he realized she showed no fear of him. Something was wrong! His face contorted with anger as he raised the blade to attack and started to run towards her. She raised her arm and grabbed his blade arm with one hand. He attempted to raise his other arm which she grabbed with her free hand. Her strength shocked him as he could not move his upper body. He lost his grip on the blade and it fell to the alley floor. The strength in his body seemed to be slipping away. She released his hands and his arms fell limp at his side. With one arm around his waist and one hand behind his head, she pulled his body tightly towards her naked body. He coul feel his beast slipping away, trying to claw its way out of his skin! He looked into her eyes and saw a demon greater than his! His scream was muffled as her mouth covered his! He could feel the life being out sucked of him! She pulled him tightly to her skin. His skin started to crawl and heave like hell in the making. Her whole body started to glow! It spread, engulfing him, making a bacon-cooking-like sound as he became part of her. The glow slowly ended and she returned back to her human form. The only thing left of him was a heap of smoldering dirty clothes, shoes, and a knife.

She paused for a moment, rubbed her stomach, and burped. Smiling, she picked up her trench coat, putting it on. She proceeded to walk down the alley the same way she came with a hint of fog at her heels. A cab passed her, playing “Strangers In The Night.” She smiled and her eyes burned like hell!!