Prior to serving, the severed heads of the girls were prettied up for presentation by attending sex slaves. Their makeup was redone, lipstick reapplied, their hair combed and styled. Ricky even placed a flower in Gianna’s hair; a daffodil, her favourite. She’d told him that her mother had worn one when she had been served. He just wanted her to get everything she had ever wanted.

The beautified heads were placed on pedestals above their delicate toasted bodies. A wafting aroma of delicious cooked meat made everyone’s mouths water.
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Gianna was propped up between Naomi and the cute brown girl. Ricky pulled out his carving knives, and began to slice off bite size chunks of his prime wife. She was well cooked and very juicy. Ricky had been paying attention in Home economics class at the general school.

He picked up a little of her crackling and popped it into his mouth, chewing it loudly as it crunched.
“MMMMMMM” Giana was certainly delicious, just like she’d always told him she wanted to be.

“Come and get it, this roast Bitch Meat is served ladies.”