By Edward Lee
Post-mortem fetishes, crippled intercourse slaves, a serial killer who retains the fingers of his sufferers, govt conspiracies, useless police officers and doomed pornographers. From working room morality performs to a city that serves up piss and cum combined beverages, this can be the unusual and worrying global of Edward Lee. From some of the most infamous, debatable, and severe voices in horror fiction comes a brand new selection of depravity and terror. Carnal surgical procedure collects 11 of Lee's such a lot wanted stories of intercourse and dismemberment.
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Generally only at night. Of course, he thought. Night. Dr. Greene had told him to expect as much. But ghosts? "Be prepared for some containdications from the chemotherapy," came the words like a clipped dissertation. "Olfactory and aural hallucinosis. Exodikinesis, immoderate scotipic debris, synaptic maladaption and toxicity intolerance. " Normal, Smith reflected. Dying’s normal too. Three treatments left him racked for hours, dry heaving bile. His hair had fallen out. "To hell with this," he'd told Greene, on the fourth visit.
Thinks no one noticed. " Dee whispered. An old bag, huh? Joyce smirked back her ire. Pancakes. She'd trump something up on Marianne and fire her next week, too. Then the two little airheads could stand in the unemployment line together. See if their youth put food on the table. See if their big tits paid the rent. …….. That night Scott spread Joyce Lipnick out like a feast. A feast of passion. A feast of warm flesh. Her orgasms rushed out of her, each a torrid spirit unleashed by her lover's ministrations.
He held up his Bible. Smith thanked him and walked out. He felt abandoned, not as much by God as by himself. Conviction wasn't proof. Belief didn't validate a reality. Next, he took a Yellow to the University, where the static sunlight made everything look brittle and fake. Inside, cool darkness and tile shine led him down the hall. PHILOSOPHY DEPARTMENT. Smith stepped unannounced into the first office. A man—who looked as old—glanced up from a cluttered industrial gray metal desk. "May I... " Smith considered how he must look—a haggard, emaciated vagabond.
Carnal Surgery by Edward Lee