I knew there would be nothing in the house I’d want to eat when I got there. It had been closed up since Christmas and I expected one of the first t...ings I’d have to do was empty the fridge into garbage bags. I wasn’t positive what day garbage pickup was in Wallingford but I sincerely hoped I hadn’t missed it already. I called Cinnamon again and she sounded very formal when she answered the phone. I realized this was the first time I’d called her on my Cleveland cellphone. I’d picked up a. " I listen and slowlylower my leg staring at Ms. Karen. "Very good girls now switch arms andturn around and do the same with your other leg."I turn and now I can see the rest of the girls, but they didn't turnaround, they're are all staring at me for some reason. "Okay girls comenow turn around and put your other hand holding on to the balance bar andslowly start lifting your other leg." Finally, the other girls turn andthey all have their backs to me. The first thing I notice is most of. As he scans the brightly lit counter his eyes come to a halt when they alighted on the little blond working behind the counter. She is definitely not going to be changed. Thought Nikolai as he continued taking in the woman’s features. The woman’s shoulder length blond hair was held back from her heart-shaped face by two braids in the back of her head. Two braids that Nikolai wanted to curl his fist around as her pumped into her sweet flesh from behind. Her pink tank top did a poor job of. According to his calculations, it was Christmas eve, and as the fading light revealed subtle pinks and grays in the lonely sky a chilly wind came up over the water, biting through his bones like the sharp teeth of a hungry rat. He crawled as fast as he could considering he had nothing left to give. Only the thought of warm candles sustained his thought and mind. Somehow, the owners of the cottage knew of his impending visit each year and were conveniently out of town. He had managed to get in.