The first several inches of the cutter penetrated, violating Sandy. oh not every way, not going out to work earning money for us, not driving me places, or doing things, going on dates, dancing, out for dinner, but you’ll be here. As soon as he’d done, he pulled Christine to her feet and pointed at the stairs to the basement. The saw’s sound deepened as it tore it’s way deeper inside her friend, inch by inch. Sandy’s head rolled back as she went into shock, passing out as the saw cut through internal organs, severed her intestines in a shower of shit, gastric acid and semi-digested food, plunging through her stomach wall, into her upper abdomen, tearing her diaphragm, puncturing a lung as the body of the saw brought up against Sandy’s spread thighs. I’ll get more after the weekend. Leading her upstairs to his room he cuffed her to the bedpost by one hand and one foot, parted her thighs with his hands before he knelt and went down on her.
