I crept back into the woods, turned around, and shot a half-dozen pictures of the cabin. And then I resumed my search for animals and landscapes to ph...tograph.Jane and George had taught me how to stalk animals, and I used every bit of that knowledge to find the mysterious camper. And a week or so later, I finally saw him. The moon was full, and I left the camper long before sunrise and assumed a position nearby where I could watch the cabin door with my telephoto lens. At sunrise, a young. She called it 'bluemountain', but whatever brand it was it was delicious.Mr Crawford was off getting his regular physical therapy, the staffmanipulating his arms and legs to try to slow muscle wastage and otherstuff like that. On mornings when that happened I mostly got to chat withMrs Crawford, and that could be quite interesting. Oh, not when shefilled me in on all the various medications she had to take, insisting Imemorize them all and parrot back to her what each was for, or when shetalked. A couple of minutes passed and Bobby began to stir. First hestretched and then settled again and reached a hand down and slowlybegan to stroke himself. As his breathing quickened he came slowlyawake and finally opened his eyes partially only to be shocked bythe sight of his mother lying beside him, still fully dressed fromthe previous evening and watching him rub his hard-on. Out of somesense of propriety he quickly jerked his hand away, but Norma said,"It's OK love, you can keep frigging. This was so more exciting than I'd ever imagined - andshe was watching me.''It's Ok; I'll come in with you.' I looked around; the shop assistant was engrossed in a book and casuallyflicked her hand at us as if to say 'carry on'.I opened the door to the changing room. It was large, warm, lined withmirrors and soft lighting, empty except for a red leather sofa in themiddle of the room. She sat down and looked at me, waiting. 'You know what I want you to do.' I felt breathless as I removed my.