Ten - Goodbye seems so Permanent

Dee’s Club is a cannibal’s paradise. He made out pretty good for a high school drop out. His mother was screwing some mafia boss; she gets the guy to put her sonny boy in business; with mob protection to boot! I’m sitting here watching this week’s specials parade on the dance floor. All around me customers pointing, reaching in for a squeeze, all trying to pick tonight’s meal. Some may eye a girl and want her fattened up for a party later, that’s what poor Mae was slated for. Lucky girl got Belinda, and that sex toy Sharon to convince me otherwise. Uh-oh couple of Japanese guys getting way too stimulated. They just reached up and pulled that blonde lamb right off the rack. A bit of a scuffle, one of them wants to do his own tenderizing; has his pants off and rimming her up when the security guards pull him off.

“Boss ready to see you”, some giant let’s me know. “Boss is ready to see you.” I always like to help the disenfranchised. “No, he wants to see you”, I am corrected. “O.k. big boy”, he takes me through the back way. Walking through the prep room, two sweet Latinas and a redhead, all being oiled up, while a blonde sits in wait. I sit next to her and watch. “My name is Elizabeth.” She quietly exhales. “Nice to meet ya.” “I just want someone to know my name, I’m sorry if I’m bothering you.” “You’re not. Scared?” “I just… well I never…” “Really?” “So many girls. I just figured the odds…” she trails off. “It’s ok.” “I feel so cold. Alone. Would you please… I just want to feel… something.” I look into her blue eyes, so big, so lost. They all have a story how they got here, some exchange their flesh for other pleasures, some actually crave this. I reach over, slide my hand across her cheek, lightly kiss her, and then down her soft skin to her sex. She holds my arm as I finger her, and I watch and wait.

The Latinas are for some Saudi prince, wanted some JLo meat, they get put in a big pot and rolled out so the guests can watch them stew. The girls are bawling their eyes out; the applause when they enter is huge, big party. Up on a lift the chef keeps smacking them in the face to kiss each other while they cook. The girls keep crying and moaning, making out while he pours stock over them. They got a long way to go. Then the door closes.

She’s squeezing my arm tight, quietly moaning trying not to draw attention to herself. I watch the redhead get put into a big empty room, bunch of oilmen from Texas looking for a quick hunt. No challenge when the meat can’t escape though, within seconds she’s running around the room, oof; right into that table. Now she’s up against the wall, screaming at the top of her lungs until an arrow goes through her leg. She collapses to the floor gripping her leg, grimacing in pain. The morons are closing in on her laughing and yelling, she shrieks as they pull out their Bowie knives and start skinning her alive.

The blonde releases, I can feel her heart beating against me, digging her head into my chest. I put my arm around her while I lick my fingers, damn so sweet. I know the Chef, he finally acknowledges me, “Ok Blondie your turn.” She squeezes my arm once more whispering, “Thank you.” When she looks up I see her eyes are a little watery. Watching him lead her away, help her onto the prep table, place the hose in her rump, someone taps my shoulder.

Through the back hallway and into Dee’s office. The big fat caricature looks up from papers; he always likes to look busy, “I heard about this farm you brought Mae too.” Not in the mood to talk, “So tell me about Nina.” “You tell me about Belinda. Is this a lady I want to know?” “Not in your league, forget her. Now Nina?” “Married.” “What?” “Yeah the bitch is married. Guess they were separated and you were a way of blowing off steam, oh well plenty of other fishies out there.”

I’m just sitting there; the bastard punched me in the face without lifting his hand. Then he finishes me off, “Oh yeah she sent a note.” “It’s open.” He peers up at me, “Whaddya know, it is.”

I skim it, “My Dearest, Please understand I never expected to meet someone like you. Your life, your job, it’s so intense. My husband and I are going to give it another try. I don’t know what to write here, just know that I love you. You’ve probably forgotten me already. I will never forget you. Nina.”

There’s a void, I live in it. It’s a big empty hole and for a brief moment someone filled it. I’m about one step from full blown self-pity when I hear, “Gonna visit her.” I look up at Dee, “Who are you gonna visit?” “Who have I been talking about all this time?! This Belinda bitch, gonna get my hand in there.” I can’t let Dee and his sleazy mafia shitheads get near Belinda. “No you’re not.” “Hey no one tells the Doctor what to do! Fuck you, I’m done with you now get out!!”

But I’m not done with him. Something I’ve wanted to do for a long time. I grab his greasy collar and pull him close, his exhale almost knocks me out, “stay away from Belinda.”, and with one swipe I cut his three remaining hair strands away.

“You cut all my hair off!!” He pushes me away; I see the gun, dammit. He fires off a few rounds, clips my side. I throw my knife right into the damn orca, think I nabbed a lung, he’s wheezing blood. Security guys are right in, before they can think, I jump up on the desk grab the gun, one for you and one, two for your friends. I’m running fast dodging naked ladies and panicking customers. Makes me smile when I see the Blonde running out into the street, water still dripping out her ass. I make it to my car and start driving, freaking side hurts, I touch it, it’s wet. I’m getting dizzy. I pull off the road, start running down an alley, I have to get…

“Where did you think you were going?” “Don’t know, I think a buddy of mine lives near here.” “Well, if it means anything you came close.” “Ok. Am I dead?” “Dying” “Oh. So this is heaven?” “You’re kidding right?” “Sorry, never died before.” “Actually you have about 23 times. You ever heard of Shirley Maclaine?” “Son of a bitch. Never believed.” “Come on, we have a long walk. You won’t need that jacket.” “Can you tell me something?” “Maybe” “Nina.” “She and her husband keep themselves miserable for years. She never forgets you. Ok?” “Yeah that’ll do.” It is getting warmer. “So what do I come back as this time?” “I was thinking a puppy.” Hell sucks.