She never spoke as she watched me, I noticed the slight nod and smile before she left me to my thoughts, just went back to her desk when the shredder ...ell silent. For a moment I did contemplate what I had done and was she worth it, I couldn’t have spent more than a few hours with her and said much more to her than I would if she was a friend at a bar for an evening. Yet in those moments in life when things seem to pause and mentally you have a chance to catch up with what you have done. I did. She told me it was dubstep and I told her it was awful and she nodded, although we didn’t leave because we were drunk.You expect that sort of racket in a club in London; out in the sticks in Kent, it is so unexpected it seems surreal. Mitzi lives outside one of those quaint villages the Tories always cream themselves over in a house that’s joined onto another. It’s not a semi exactly, the place is too rustic for that; more a couple of pissed old cottages that have slumped together and stayed. What hideous things the dark would do to me if only given the chance I could only imagine, and I often did just that. The clutches of the dark thing closing around my throat or sucking my life's breath from my body were only two of the many things I laid in bed thinking about. Each night of my youth became a battle to thwart the darkness and its hideous designs on me.Sometimes I would sneak our dog into my room with me. Everyone knows that they can see in the dark, and the dark knows this and. We were on our last straw when I had come across something interesting in the Sunday paper. It read, “Looking for women over 40! How would you like to earn some extra cash by doing a soft porn movie? We will be taking interviews this week only.” It caught my attention as this might be an opportunity to earn a little extra cash on the side. My wife was well into her forties and still looked great. The thought of her doing a porn movie didn’t exactly excite me, but a small scene in one for a.