Divorce on The High Seas

Out to the water he took her. He lavished her with champagne and passionate romance. When her guard was down, over the side he threw her. He saw the dorsal fins gather as she splashed and floundered in the water. Suddenly, like a fountain of rage, the beast emerged completing the divorce on the high seas.

The clouds gathered overhead like an ominouos column of guilt, but the damage had been done. The document, signed in blood.

 

Thanks Cold Frog for posing for me.

Done