I looked out the windows and watched the snow swirl around and make small drifts in the street. I head up the stairs and take off my clothes as I ente... my room. I turn on the water and it doesn’t take long for the steam of the shower to fog up the windows and mirrors. I step over the edge of the tub and absorb the hot water as it pours over my sore muscles. I pull the curtain closed and bend over to place the plug in the drain. I’ll stand for a bit while the tub begins to fill. I add some. He was skunked. Not even a bite. He toyed with the idea of running down south to Baynes Sound, but couldn't be bothered. The only thing he achieved for the day was a gas bill and a sunburned nose and ears. Discouraged, he headed back to the Comox boat ramp and waited patiently for almost an hour before he could pull the boat out and head home. All in all, a totally lost weekend.-0-"How was your weekend?" Gus asked as he acknowledged Tatya's arrival on Monday morning."Fine, thank you," she. As I followed Sarah up the stairs I could not take my eyes of her arse. I swear she was swaying her hips THAT much on purpose. I was in heaven, Sarah's arse inches from my face. "Did you enjoy the view David" she asked when we got into the room. "What do you mean" I asked. "Oh come on David, we both know you were checking out my bum". "Well you do have a lovely bum Sarah". "I know David, but I would prefer if you said my arse was lovely, not my bum. Bum is too nice a word for me". "What do you. ‘Soon enough,’ came his answer, one that would become all too familiar to me over the years. We came to the end of the hall, and entered another circular room, this one having a spiral stairway in the center, going up. There were doors at various places on the outer wall around the stairway, and I realized that it was not a room, but a walkway around the staircase. There were five doors I could see. He motioned for me to follow him up the stairs, and I did. This was so strange, I was beginning.