Some of the trees were as big around as a small car.Heading back into the house to freshen up, Henry caught sight of the very object that had plagued ...im so badly the past year. Leaning down he examined the cold, flat, unforgiving monitor. Striking a random key, his screen saver vanished revealing his latest work. Henry sighed deeply.Two months now at this summer retreat and he had still only managed a few paragraphs. This writer's block was devouring him piece by piece. What would be left of. I pull out my makeup brush and tell him, you'd make a finelooking lady baby, let me show. Mike was transifxed on my makeup brush.He started breathing hard and shallow. He tried to push my hand with thebrush away from his face, but for some reason he couldn't (though he isphysically stronger than me). When I brushed his face with makeup, hegave me this blank glassy eyed stare. I decided that he was in the trancethat the makeup hypnosis video talked about. Instead of doing commandslike Hannah. Huh. She'd never noticed how he moved. It was odd, like flowing water, smooth, as if his limbs were relaxed, at ease, almost loose. Startled, Bianca had a vision of him attacking those three men yesterday and realised he'd moved exactly the same way then, too, except for being blindingly quick.The car door opened. Julian folded himself into the driver's seat and she accepted the card he passed across to her. The Italian Carta d'Identità Elettronica was credit card-sized with a microchip. She waited for me at the door. She was smiling.At me.“I don’t know what you see in me?”“Don’t worry about it, Kenny. Just get here and fuck me.”Two shakes of a lamb’s tail later, our clothes were scattered over the familiar ground of the foyer. Jenny and I were, however, scattered over the living room this time.All the lights were out, which relieved me of seeing Sherry and Kim.Kim.My thoughts shifted to moments before and the girls at MacBurgerSlut’s, Collen and Kimmy. And what Jenny had said..