{The girl - The Girl Who was Death}
Yes, that would be lovely living with The Girl Who Was Death, perhaps to
be married to her, because from the moment Mr. X woke up on his honeymoon his
life would be in danger. Not while he was asleep of course, oh I realise that
death can come when you’re asleep, well you’re off your guard then. But to kill
a man when he’s sleeping, that would be unsporting even for The Girl Who Was
Death. There would be no pleasure in it for her, killing Mr. X while he was
awake would be a sexual pleasure for her. So perhaps when he was shaving in the
bathroom he might have to fend the Girl off with his safety razor, having seen
her coming at him in the mirror. Or while having breakfast…would Mr. X trust
eating a breakfast? The Girl might have cooked it, or if not, she might have
been able to put poison in his food, tea, or coffee. Death might come to him at
any moment of the day. He would be constantly on his guard against the Girl in
order to ensure his continued survival. He would never know when an attack on
his person would come. He might go out for the morning newspaper, and upon his
return go to hang his coat up and agggghhhhh! The Girl leaps out at him with a
big knife, having been hiding in the wardrobe since he went out that morning
patiently awaiting his return. And during the day the Girl might lay any number
of death traps for Mr. X to fall into, each one more deadly than the last. She
might think of any number of different ways to love Mr. X to death, such would
be her constant challenge, until one day when his luck run out.
Be
seeing you
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