gallows platform covered with moldy jockstraps and sweat shirts. Mark is adjusting the noose. “Well, here you go.” She locks her hands behind Jhonny’s buttocks, puts her forehead against him, smiling into this eyes she moves back, pulling him off the platform into space. . . His face swells with his blood. . . Mark reaches up with one lithe movement and snaps Jhonny’s neck. . . sound like a stick broken in wet towels. A shudder runs down Jhonny’s body. . .one foot flutters like a trapped bird. . .Mark has draped himself over a swing and mimics Jhonny’s twiches, closes his eyes and sticks his tongue out. . . Jhonny’s cock springs up and Mary guides it up her cunt, writhing against him in afluid belly dance, groaning and shrieking  with delight. . .sweat pours down her body hair hangs over her face in wet strands.”Cut him down, Mark,” she screams. Mark reaches over with a snap knife and cuts the rope, catching Jhonny as he falls, easing him onto his back with Mary still impaled and writhing. . . She bites away Johnny’s lips and nose and sucks out his eyes with a pop. . . . She tears off great hunks of cheek. . . .
Now she lunches on his prick. . . . Mark walks over to her and she looks up from Johnny’s half-eaten genitals, her face covered with blood, eyes phosphorescent. . . .
Mark puts his foot on her shoulder and kicks her over on her back. . . . He leaps on her, fucking her insanely. . . they roll from one end of the room to the other,
pinwheel end-over-end and leap high in the air like great hooked fish.