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junior, and scouts were already looking at him for the pros.
    Mary fell under his spell in class when she sat next to him. She let him cheat off her papers because that smile made her heart melt and her panties wet. She wasn’t the type to go for the fantasy guys. In fact she hadn’t gone for any guys up to that point.
    Being a virgin in college was almost as much of a sin as being the college slut. The line between the two wasn’t wide at all. Girls needed to be wholesome and pure but know about sex and giving blowjobs and maybe some anal on a special occasion.
    But most guys steered away from the girls known to be walking nymphomaniacs. The ones who usually spread diseases when they walked past a guy and had scabies and crotch lice leaping off their pussies. It was a known fact that a dude would have to be covered in a full body condom and have a major dose of Lysol over his jewels before entering the hazardous waste dump.
    Mary tried her best to walk that thin line.
    Brad took her virginity as a bet in college. He posted nude photos of her on the Internet after slipping her a roofie and fucking her when she passed out on a set of bunk beds in his dorm room. The images of her with a Barbie doll in her ass were the worst, but he had the softest hands, perfectly sized to hold her, and he took care of them because he was a tight end.
    However, she got some form of revenge a couple of years later. Brad came out as gay and was gang-banged by an opposing team after losing a bet. Now he’s a wide receiver.
    She was shaken out of her daydreams and memories by the loud ringing of her cell phone. Answering it, she heard the alert—there had been an accident and the ambulance was bringing in a couple bodies that needed to be set up for identification.
    Another quiet night interrupted by death.
    She led the guys in and glanced at the three gurneys covered by sheets heavily stained with blood. This was a sloppy one. “Just put them over there.”
    The other men rolled the gurneys in a row and left, except for Rob who was the senior ambulance driver and often talked to Mary on nights when he dropped off bodies and the lab was slow.
    “This one is going to be tough, Mary,” one of the guys said on his way out.
    “Why?”
    He shrugged left as Rob pulled the top sheet off to reveal a pile of various body parts. “Really bad accident with some guys in a Jeep. They hit a freeway wall and were thrown from the car into a tree excavation unit that was clearing off some dead trees on the side of the highway.” Rob held back a gag as he showed her what was left of the other victims.
    “It’s like putting together a puzzle.” She said not blinking.
    As she gazed over the massive pile of body parts she gasped. “Oh my God, that’s Peter.”
    “Who?”
    She reached in and pulled out a cock from the pile. “This is Peter.”
    “Yes it’s a peter. There are a lot of names for the male genitals.”
    “No you idiot, it’s Peter , a guy I met.”
    “How the hell can you tell it’s somebody you know from a dismembered dick?”
    “Oh, I never forget a cock once I’ve had it. And this man was special. Look it’s still hard.”
    Rob put his hand over his mouth and ran out, puking into the garbage can after seeing Mary rub the blood-soaked cock on her cheek and moan with her eyes closed.
    She felt sad because she had liked Peter. Not just because he had an odd shaped cock that rubbed her G-spot. Not just because he could make her come like a geyser in Yellowstone park. Not because he was into all her kinky side quirks like talking like a baby so she could breast-feed him.
    He was just a real nice guy. But as usual, something had come between her and a nice guy. This time it was the fact that he’d been chopped up into little pieces. She couldn’t win.
    But she had a job to do, and from then on she did her best to piece the parts with the corresponding torsos. What most people would feel squeamish about never bothered her. She