The following story is inspired by and dedicated to my Aunt Lainie, who refuses to let me turn my back on fiction. She is a tiny, short, vicious woman and threatened to slap me back into it if I ever really tried to leave the genre. Warning: this story is graphic in both sex and gore. I like it.
If you want to guess at the moral of the story, please feel free to do so in the comments.
For Lainie