I climbed some rocks about half way up, then used the remains of a path, that had long ago succumbed to Mother Nature’s wrath.I reached the top, swe...ting somewhat, and was surprised by two things. First, it was actually the back garden of someones bungalow, and secondly, the occupier, a gentleman of around 60, was in the garden, lying on a sun lounger, totally naked.‘I am so sorry!’ I said, with a little embarrassment, ‘I thought this would lead me to the public path’.‘It used to’ he replied,. Akane could only watch, uncertain of how to react, or perhaps more curious as to what the human before her is trying to pull.When her hands reach the hem of her underwear, that is when Akane sits up, taking hold of them.“What are you doing?”Even though she asks this aloud, she does not prevent Riko from moving her hands once more as they grab the hem of her underwear near the crotch, pulling it to the side. Riko admires the sight before her. Akane’s vagina is bare with no hair to speak of. She. "I took the phone away from my ear at about that point, so I could still hear her blubbering away, but couldn't quite get what she was saying. Been there done that, got a tee-shirt with Donna's picture, crying into the phone. Doesn't fit any more, but I still keep it to mop up spilled milk, if you know what I mean. Then she stopped and said "Kay? Say something! And that old guy in the sailboat looked so ... I was so worr..."I broke in at that point. "Are. You. Finished?" I was boiling by then,. He was a dark cut-out against the sky. A broken puppet on one string. Ruby could not see his twisted features but her nightmares filled in the gaps. He stared out of the darkness. A swollen face, a lolling tongue, and above all his familiar grey eyes, bulging in silent accusation. ‘Oh Harold.’ * The trees clawed at the sky like a skeleton’s hands, they tore holes in the sunset until only the night remained. Half an hour later, as if overcome by the syrupy blackness, the crime-scene lights.