“I'm not really that hungry,” I say, before licking her finger clean. I've tasted her so many times, and yet the taste still has a power over me. ...'m so close to cracking but I hope that the dull drone of the commentary can help me hold out for a little longer.That run takes the score to sixty-nine for two.She looks me in the eye with a smile. I look at the TV screen. All I see is the score, helpfully presented in the corner of the screen. Two wickets down. Sixty-nine runs.Sighing, I look back. . Gaia!” Amy exclaimed.“Did it work?” Xaera asked.“I’d say it did!” Jason said, pointing to the standing mirror by his bed. Xaera turned and looked at it and jumped with alarm as she did so.“Who is that?!?” she asked, frightened.“That’s you. Go on, stand in front of it. Look at yourself!” he encouraged.Xaera walked towards the mirror and looked at herself with a sense of awe. She looked exactly as she had hoped, even more so! The color of her skin, her hair, it all looked as she had imagined!. Prying it open he finds a leather belt, no, it's too small to be a belt, a collar maybe? Whatever it is it's studded with pieces of chrome and has a plastic knob in the middle. The knob is stamped with numbers one to ten and looks like originally belonged to an old radio.Underneath all that are several sheets of notepaper. Unfolding then Jason reads,To whom it may concern,Greetings, you hold in your hands the culmination of my life's work and (at the risk of sounding immodest) the greatest. Wade said don't worry; they had plenty of beer in their cabin. Half an hour passed, Elaine was intoxicated with their laughter and openness. She felt really at ease with them both, not being a drinker, Elaine was feeling the effects of the alcohol, she wasn't drunk but felt really good inside. "Ok" said Wade, "time to go," George asked Elaine if she fancied coming back to their cabin for a beer, nothing else he said, honest! Elaine thought about it, "what the hell!” she said. They all walked.