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Jill was surprised to see a man with whom she'd had a one night stand several years before show up in one of those reality health shows on the Discovery Channel. But there he was, looking smart, defiant, and really intense with his black hair pulled back in a tight ponytail at the nape of his neck. A multiple GSW came in, and Jill watched him tear off a man's shirt, and jab a tube into the side of his chest. Blood cascaded out of the man's side, covered the floors, and turned dark. She found herself entranced as her former one night stand made a deep incision in the man's chest, spread his ribs, and reached deep inside to clamp down on his ripped-up heart. Each and every sound of his hand moving wetly in the man's bloody chest, his feet tamping on the bloody floor, and the machines around him beeping, clanking, and spinning filled a different part of her darkened living room.
Jill sighed. Good times, good times.
Date Written: August 18, 2003
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