The Picnic

"This is the perfect spot! It's so peaceful," Jen winked at her new boyfriend.
"You set up the blanket, I have to find a tree," Steve smiled back. He was so excited about their first picnic. In fact, it was also their first date. He had only met her three days ago, but he knew, already, that she was the one. She had the most beautiful long, blonde hair and blue eyes he had ever seen. And, it didn't hurt, a body with curves that didn't quit.

Jen set up the blanket and picnic basket, feeling giddy. She had never been with such a sweet, gentle man before. She had always attracted abusive jerks, in the past. She just knew that this one would be different. She was sure of it, this time.

She laid out the ham sandwiches, dill pickle slices, and carefully opened the bottle of red wine they had picked out on the way to the picnic area. Perfectly secluded, she had high hopes that this picnic would turn out to be the most romantic date of her life.

Steve came out of the woods with a smile on his face and his hands behind his back.

"I have a surprise for you, Jen," he leaned down to give her a quick peck on the lips. "Would you like to see it?"
"Oh yes, please!"

He pulled his hands out from behind him, revealing a long, butcher's knife.

"Steve? I don't understand?"
"You women, you're all the same. Trying to seduce a man, gain control over his mind. I'll show you!"

Thirty minutes later he had carefully disposed of the body, cleaned himself in the nearby lake and eaten the sandwiches. He took a drink of wine directly from the bottle and smiled.

"Ah, another perfect picnic."