A Recipe for Love     She was brown, like a Hershey bar. Eyes like almonds...and she had a sweet tooth. Hair like the finest spaghettini and tender cheeks (at both ends). Breasts like melons, with luscious strawberry tips. And a vagina like the most succulent New Zealand green lipped mussel, so utterly moist and fragrant... She was a gourmet's delight. And beautifully prepared -- in a word... delicious! Can you now understand, my dear detective inspector, why I found her so irresistible...? Why I ate her?     By John Heron     Back