He flipped open the huge silver buckled and leather-bound book. Thumbing painstakingly through the parchment pages he stopped on a particular page and...peered at his list of alchemical sigils. Carefully he chose the magical symbol he intended to use on her.She leaned against the padded bench, waiting. Critically he eyed her. He could make out every rib. Her hipbones obscenely jutted out beyond her belly. "Turn around." She turned obediently. Every vertebra down her curved spine was clearly. By the time it's gone back up to your wrists, the tingling has already sunk underneath your skin, gnawing to your bones, seizing in its teeth. Fingers wrap wide around your arms in agonizing slowness, quickly followed by that paralyzing grip that has already caught every part of your arms, from below those fingers, in its electrifying shackles. It takes lead and by the time those gently caressing hands have taken a hold of your shoulders your entire upper torso has been seized by that deep buzz. Jean stood there and asked if it was alright to come in. I said of course it is and held the door open for her. She stepped in and said are you not worried about one of the other neighbours seeing you naked when you open the door. I told her that as long as she saw me, I didn't care about anyone else seeing. Jean said it's been ages since we were here, I'm glad I spotted you today. I told her that I was very happy that she had seen me because I had missed the fun we have. I stood in front of. From my room I collected a flannel shirt, long-johns and high boots with two pairs of heavy socks. The door to Janie's room was open. I peeked in. It looked like a hurricane had hit it. Various articles of clothing were strewn on the bed and on the floor, half opened draws had clothing sticking out and her desk lamp had been left on.It dawned on me that the telephone was not going to ring, Mrs. Borden had not asked for my number. I called the number, the same voice answered."Perhaps it would be.