Those few errant strands

Glued to her salty flesh

Mesmerized my sense

Like a moth to fire

I went closer to her

And licked her neck

What the...startled she hit me on the face

The slap further fuelled my rage

Pinning her on the steel table

Spreading her legs

I inserted myself

And chewed her neck

The cacophony of the crockery

The clash of the utensils

The heat of the kitchen

Didn't matter

As the food burnt somewhere

As the customers waited for their order

I ate her

Till satiated.

©LR