Well, the tea had a bit of something extra special to it, though mostmodern thinking folks would laugh if I called it magic. Still, it hadsomething mo...e than your ordinary tea and before Grandma knew it, she wasfeeling fully recovered. But by the end of the party, the small fire haddied out and the cottage was getting a bit nippy. Since there was nothingleft in the woodbox, the Wolf offered to chop up a log or two.But Grandma refused, saying the Wolf was her guest. And since she wasfeeling so. “Stay here.” She went after the man, turning the corner into the hallway. “You, there! Stop!” The man turned and glared at her. He was taller than her, fairly older, and the way he carried himself gave her a bad feeling. “Customers aren’t allowed back here.”“Where is Cyrilo? I need to speak with her.”“Give me your name and wait back in the parlor. I’ll let her know she has a visitor.”The man ignored her and turned away, heading closer toward Cyrilo’s study.“Hey! Get back here!”Alexis rushed. I'm serious. Jeff's the one," I announce defiantly to the mirror.I watch myself in the mirror for second after second, laughing at my image as I pose myself in a series of playmate type poses. "But this has to go first," I announce to the room as I lightly brush the triangle of hair at the base of my stomach. "Jeff is going to get a bald pussy," I promise the camera.I let the camera run while I shave myself. It watches silently as I spread the shaving cream over my mound. It watches as my razor. "You mentioned a while back that you knew of a way to tell if the clause has been invoked?"She turned her face away from him."Yes, but..."He waited."It's embarrassing," she said."How embarrassing could something be after what we've already shared?"Her eyes came back to his."You really don't understand how I feel right now ... do you." Again, it was a comment rather than a question.He tried to be as serious as he could."After what happened back there," he paused to use the same thumb motion she.