From: email@example.com (Rollin Thomas) Newsgroups: talk.bizarre Subject: Last Date of his Life. Date: 2 Dec 97 16:06:51 GMT Organization: The University of Oklahoma (USA) Lines: 19 Message-ID: <thomas.881078811@phyast> "So," I asked, menu in careful hand, "what do you like to do in your spare time?" Unscrupulously beautiful. Long hair waiting in curls, rivers of fire down her face. Cautious hips and overestimated bedroom eyes, which stared implacable at me from her shy face. Her sleeping lips hesitated instantly, and then from deep within her throat came a moan and her words conquered me. "Hearts come to me for breaking. I take them to my webs and devour them mercilessly. Their love splatters the walls of my corners, their bones crumble. I take as much of their hearts as I can, and leave them with what they need to pump blood, and no more. They leave me, they wander home with ten percent hearts and never love again. So, yeah, that's it. Pretty much." "Wow," I said, pleased yet unsurprised. "So what will you have for dinner?" She smiled.