Cautionary as she was, there was an air of respect from her. Creeper looked upon her, a disgusting white canvas in need of an artisans brush. ‘Are y...u ready Aileen?’ the Creeper asked a growing smirk upon his dirty face. Aileen was frightened of the needles but not the man who held them. She tried to not let her shivers reach the outside surface of her body. She handed over her hard worked sketch of the marks that would become a permanent part of her body. The Creeper smiled a smile so sinister. ..Two hours later, I lay on the massage table next to Jim's, feeling limpas a noodle. I'd discovered, much to my pleasure, that that the spareally was an incredible experience. The staff had pampered us theentire time, plying us with snacks and drinks as they'd given us each apedicure, a manicure and then finally a full body massage.I admired my fingernails as Jim related what had occurred yesterdaywhile Joe and James were in Kingston. The manicurist had been appalledat the condition of my. I’m an avid bird-watcher, so when I heard, I knew I had to try to photograph them. Reports were that early in the morning and at dusk were the best times so I set my alarm, got up and dressed, and headed out early. It was August, so early meant about five thirty AM. My wife was still asleep; I left her a note, grabbed my camera bag, and off I went. She had turned me down again last night. We’ve been married for thirty years, and had great sex for twenty-nine of them, and now, nothing. Menopause. The room was lit only by the light of a massive fireplace at the far end of the room, leaving most of the room cast in shadow. Only the items nearest the fire reflected enough detail for me to make out what they were, but the various objects were used in maintaining the large fireplace. I could not see the fireplace directly as a large chair was blocking the view with a small table to the left of it. The chair looked like a large throne, though I could not tell from the doorway. On the table.