But what the photographer couldn't see, what no outsider would ever see, was the turmoil raging within her. The serene setting inside the church was t...e mirrored opposite of the chaos churning inside her head.She'd stumbled across a sight that had drawn her out her mental confusion. At her feet was a grasshopper, struggling to free itself from a spider's web. She watched the parroting of her own feelings play out on nature's stage.She smiled, recognizing the similarities to her life. She. ‘I think I’ve found the one.’ ‘The one?’ ‘You know, man, the girl, the right girl!’ The very next day, Callie Alexander entered his dreary life. How could that moron Steve have landed such a woman, he wondered. She was sweet and kind and unlike Steve’s other’s conquests, she took notice of Klaus’ existence. She smiled at his thick accent but never seemed to have any trouble understanding him. Her dancing dark eyes and luminous skin hypnotized him and watching her turn her loving gaze on Steve. I did but could see nothing as whatever done was on my butts. Then she took another mirror and held it behind me in such a way which shows my gaand in the front mirror. I was astonished to see two heart marks made on each of my butts,There was also an arrow below both the heart marks which was pointing towards my gaand hole. Next thing she did was drawing a big heart mark on my belly and two rings around my nipples. The she gave me a see-through nighty to wear and then took me to the bed room. ” She didn’t supply a word, but I knew what she meant.We stashed our provisions and spent the afternoon on a pleasant hike. Putting the troubling night behind us, we enjoyed the crisp fall air and the companionship, joking and reminding ourselves of people and stories from our past.We shared some decent backpacking meals and a bottle of wine around the fire that night.“Would you think it’s silly if I want to sleep with you tonight?” she asked. She preempted my wisecrack, continuing “I mean.