Her boning knife

She always had an appetite for the unusual and she had to tone it down when she got married. It freaked him out some of the things she suggested, not just him but all the men she had dated. They were all willing to go so far but at some point they drew their invisible line in the sand and said ‘enough.’

Apart from one guy, the man who became her tutor, now she felt as if she wanted to pass the knowledge on. It seemed like the decent thing to do. To educate some twenty something into how to please a woman with his Victorinox Fibrox boning knife.

Her Boning Knife

Along with experiment with microfiction (stories under 350 words) I am also writing even shorter stories on Twitter. A story with 144 characters. This was how this one turned out.

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