A flat expression was given to me by that severed head once I stated so for her answer. Then, she looked at me again with a stern glance. And she replied to me,
"If you really insist on me, to raise my hand. Then do it by yourself. My body is there, up to you for what you want to do... Even if you want..."
When she said, "Even if you want...", her face blushes, and it had to give me a bad vibe that she would do something for...
Shit!
I know what's on her mind.
My mind was traveling away to imagine that I'm sleeping with that headless body.
No girl!! No!
I don't have a fetish for the corpse, which you called necrophilia.
You know what necrophilia is, right?
That weird dude with a bizarre desire for a corpse?
Yes. You didn't misread it!
I'm not the one who has that weird desire!
I looked at that head again and commented to her,
