“All good photographers have an eye. It’s what separates them from the masses, right?”His hands were in his pockets, the question was rhetorical... I remember being struck by how gorgeous he was, raw and debonaire. A lifetime of Hollywood stories embedded into the crevice of each wrinkle. I flipped the camera back up to my eye, squinted and snapped.“Your ability goes beyond just being able to see,” he went on. “You take hold of your subject in a way they never feel, seducing out their ineffable. Joyce for your new name. Such a more suitable namefor a proper and feminine lady don't you agree princess?" She giggledstill holding the lighter. She then switched the switch on causing theruby to glow red, the remote control sending out the activation signal."Yes, you're going to become a regular lady."Grant went rigid momentarily and gasped in wide eyed surprise at theeffect of Editha's activating the switch. She smiled with satisfactionas he squirmed in his seat. He was soon dabbing the. She was disgusted.“Nice little tits,” Salacious finally said, “And your butt is more pert than I was expecting. With all the running around you do I was expecting the body of an athlete. But you’re more ... juicy.”“Why are you doing this?” she asked.“For the simplest reason of all,” replied Salcious, “Because I can! My master, Lord Vader, has no confidence in me. Thinks I’m too frivolous. Dumped me here in the edge of the universe. Leaves me alone. So what am I to do? Think of ways to indulge. " That- that's awful," I said, wrapping an arm around my friend and onlyrealising a few moments later that even though I'd hugged her withoutwarning, Ophelia wasn't complaining."It's okay, it's okay," Ophelia moaned."It's hardly okay," I said, pulling the bag of gifts out of my backpack."These- these are yours. It's not much, but-" Again, I was silenced mid-sentence as Ophelia gave me another long, tight hug."Thank you so much," Ophelia said, wiping a tear from her eye. "Youknow, every year,.