A feast of pleasure.

I decide to exhume her. (It may get a bit dark, but I’ll try to be as light as I can - Author)

I chew into her rosy neck and bite down hard. Her through squishes into my mouth as I rip through her flesh. My teeth touch as I finish my bite. I yank my head from the neck and you can hear the snap of the neck. I swallow the meat and dig right in. I eat her with joy as her lifeless body wobbles from my activity. Some time later, she is barely any skin, just chewed muscle and bone.

I hear a knock at the door. George has come to me asking for something. He knocks on the door, I can hear him ask “Dude, are you eating her right now? I could smell her from the bar, could I have some of her?”

Do I invite him for the “boeff de Annie”?