Have *you* heard the good news brother? Trying not to sleepwalk, I’m confronted presently with my own splintering perception as the virus enters ter...inal stage, vaulting me from one universe to the next without the faintest hope of slowing, assaulted with the intricacies of ten thousand different points of view at once. I now see how we assume personal identities like masks & wait to be found out, itching for the next round so we can play more dress up. The injustice of it all is old hat & we. ‘Even after I get you your own bed, I still want you to feel welcome to share my bed.’ ‘As your sister I would hope we would feel comfortable in each other’s beds. There will be many nights that we will want to sleep off our weariness alone in our own beds.’ I held her to me for a little longer stroking the sensuous curve of her back then I took her by the hand and led her up the stairs to my room. Once we were snuggled under my covers the feel of Su Lin’s taut breasts pressing into mine and. The week before, Justin and Peter had intimated that I was going to be receiving some high level attention in the photographic community. Harold Johnstead had given independent confirmation when he printed off proofs for signature. According to Sean, Curtis had been working up a contract for almost a week, which put it before the pictures had gone to the printer. I could understand that. Curtis and Sean get along because Curtis is enough of a maverick to keep up with Sean's crazy ideas. When. Felicity woke up around four am. She was groggy and incredibly thirsty.She was going down to the kitchen to get a drink when she encounteredRebecca on the staircase coming up. They stopped on the landing andstared at each other.Rebecca's makeup was a mess, her lipstick smeared. Her blouse wasmisbuttoned, her nylons full of runners and her hair tussled. She wascarrying the heels, which had cost Michael upward of a thousand dollars,by the ankle-straps and she reeked of Christian Dior's Poison..