Then you wipe the condensation from the mirror and look at the face in the mirror. It is not the face that you grew up with.Instead the face is of a c...te eighteen year-old Japanese girl. She had big eyes, dark enough to drown in, a pert nose, a natural pout and fair, blemish-free skin. Her hair is thick, raven black and shoulder-length. Just now it is is a mess so reach for your comb and start straightening it out. As you do, you eyes move lower. Your breasts are a little small but. The door opened and in walked a guy in his early 60’s a little over weight and looking very horny. He wasn’t the bronzed Adonis I had imagined fucking me but I was in no position to complain. He pulled me towards him and started kissing me. His tongue invaded my mouth. He smelt of stale booze. His hands were all over my body. He squeezed my arse and slid his hand up my legs. Within minutes we were on the bed and he was tearing my dress off. He stopped to pull his trousers down exposing a 6 inch. With trembling fingers, she pushed open the heavy wooden door. The room was dark after the moon-kissed lighting of the hall and it took a moment for her eyes to adjust. Then she saw him, sitting upon his chair, perched as it were before the fire, his eyes mesmerized by stories in the flames. She closed the door behind her and walked swiftly to his side, falling to her knees and bowing her head. ‘Before me,’ he ordered and she crawled about until her knees were but inches from his feet. ‘Look at. I’m scared if you let me go, I’ll haemorrhage again.”“What makes you think I am ever going to let you go?”“You have to. I can’t stay here and you can’t live in Sydney.”“True, but that’s a physical separation. Hard yes, but I am here for you. Whenever you look up into the face of the Emu, look for Acrux, the star at the base of the Southern Cross.”“The brightest star in our constellation.”“Yes. From now on, Acrux is Annie’s star. You’ll know I’m always with you whenever you look up and see her.