My job takes me around the country, visiting bookshops and attending book fairs and other publishing events. I love it. My most recent assignment was ...o look after my firm’s display stand at The Hay-on-Wye Annual Book Festival. I was delighted. Obviously, I knew about Hay-on-Wye. Of course, I did. Who in the book world had not? I knew that Hay is a small town in Wales, close to the Brecon Beacons National Park, but I had never visited the town. So, you can imagine my eager anticipation. There. . and love every second of it." Ooooh, that sounds... , " she shuddered, smiling as if lost in thought, "wicked." Sort of but oh-so-fun." Really? And you'd do that to me?" In an instant. Want me to show you?" Here?" No... would you go to my place?" That's all you're going to do?" I'll do whatever you want me to." But you will... do that?" Absolutely!" Let's go!"She pushed her basket to one side, I left my few items in the same basket, and led her to my car. It was less than a two mile drive to. ' The hairdresser positioned a mirror behind James head, placed a hand on his shoulder and said, 'Doesn't that look good?'It did look good, thought James. 'So, Jimmy, do you smoke?' 'Cigarettes?' The hairdresser laughed, 'No, weed.'James did, although he had only smoked hash before. 'Well, I'm just finishing up. How about you come upstairs for a smoke; play some games?' 'Sounds good. How much do I owe you for the cut?' 'Forget about.' Said the hairdresser casually, 'Let's go upstairs.' They sat. I couldn’t get enough of her. I wanted her so much, so many ways. Even before we started stripping on my front lawn, before we tripped over my coffee table. Before we woke my room mate up, all I wanted was to take all of her, never letting go. Keep this feeling forever, she made me feel so young. She looked to be in her early twenties, did she realize I was in my thirties?Doesn’t matter! I thought to myself, as she let me pin her to my bedroom door. She had peeled off my shirt, had dug her.