Bending down to capture one in his teeth, he felt the vibration on his hip before the first ring. He gave a vocal and mental groan, son of a bitch, no... now, not when he was so close to heaven. His first impulse was to take it and throw it against the wall, to see it smashed into a hundred little pieces. His second was to totally ignore it for the prize below him, but in the end… His voice was little more then a growl. ‘This better be one fucking important phone call!’ The voice of one of his. She's crying and babbling now, but to her credit she's talking about being meat for me, so I can't complain.With the useful bits of her leg taken, I use the hacksaw and a chisel to separate the femur as high up as I can and discard it.Then I start on the other leg.The pile of meat has grown significant and the girl less so. After 30 minutes she has been made completely legless but has avoided unsustainable blood loss. I want her to remain conscious of her lessening state.I move up to her arms. Not good things mind you, but to my great surprise he didn't even look at me twice. I was almost disappointed.Back when I had a body by Dr. Frankenstein, it was unusual for men not to notice me. In those days I was just a thirty year old drab housewife type. Best case scenario, replace housewife with crazy artist. Either way men didn't notice me nearly as often.It hadn't bothered me before. On that particular day I missed the attention. My first step was to recognize it as a problem. Then I had. I'm sorry I didn't make love to you in June. I was so selfish, thinking I was all grown up and mature. I'm sorry I never dated you or let us be seen in public together. It was my selfish protection of my image. I couldn't be seen with a junior high kid. And then tonight. I didn't even consider your feelings. I just came back determined to get what I'd left behind. Oh god, Brian, I'm so sorry." I love you, Joanne. I love you more than all the world. I forgive you. Tomorrow I'll break up with the.