But maybe the skin could be saved? Mind racing, Elsa imagined a new and better body for it, a perfect body. One she would make herself.She took the bo...y to the basement, laid plastic sheets on the floor, and got the sharpest knife in the house. She had to work fast to remove the skin before it spoiled. She made the pieces as large as she could so that she would be able to put them back together later. All the while she was planning the next steps.She needed parts. Nothing from the old body. His prey was in the teeming masses of happy immigrant families with young daughters of age 18 who searched for employment outside the much abused pursuit of providing services of the flesh for sexually repressed males. He constantly perused the applications of fair young maidens for the menial tasks of domestic service or unskilled office or even factory employment. It was almost a certainty that he had multitudes of applicants to fill his secret needs.He usually only kept his subjects for six. Usi ke kaaran to mujhe naukari mili hai.Main – Wo us ka ehsaan hai tum par. Maine poocha hai kya tum Madan ko sahi me pasand karte ho?Wo kuch jawab nahi de saka aur main is ka kaaran samajhti thi. Usko Madan se apni gand marwana pasand nahi tha. Shayad wo apni khusi se apni gand nahi marwata tha.Main – Maine tum se kaha tha, mujhe jhooth bolne wale pasand nahi hai. Tumhara Madan se sahi me kya rishta hai? Mera matlab kal sham ko 5.30 / 6.00 baje se hai.Us ki aankhen chowdi ho gai aur muh khula. My husband stumbled downstairs while I was heading out to the car with my two children. They rode with me since I was a teacher at their high school. On the walk out of the house, Kenneth was right on my heels, such a good boy. Courtney darted around me and deliberately jumped into the front seat much to Kenneth’s disappointment.I rolled my eyes. She and her brother were always squabbling. I just wish they would get along. There was a time, when they were children, when they did everything.