I didn't see Cheryl for a coulpe months since running into her with Wanda, then one day I saw her in the coffee shop sitting with three other peoplesh... was sitting next to a guy probely in his fortys a clean cut looking guy buisines type a woman that looked in her late 40's dressed as a twenty something wanna be, wearing a short red skirt with a white blouse white stockings and appeared to be built for sex...the other guy was a tall man thin with a runners build very nicely dressed and about. The sun was hanging low, colouring everything in red and orange. Southern Ethiopia stretched before him all the way to Kenya and Somalia. It was a barren, dry plain, flat as a pavement, and void of any redeeming features. It was a hard land, not fit for any human or any beast other than a camel. For the countless time in his stay here, he wondered why did those people insist on staying here? Why didn’t they just packtheir goods, wives and beasts of burden and move somewhere nicer, somewhere. We’re not responsible.”“True. But we may end up with some sort of responsibility.”“Perhaps morally, but certainly not legally. Anyway, I wanted to ask you about Grierson, I’ve never heard of him.”“Neither had I until I read that someone gave Grierson on Documentary to Dupain in 1947. The book defined the need for photography without pretence. The slogan was ‘the creative treatment of actuality’. Grierson was a maker of documentary film, in fact he coined the term in a review in 1926. ‘Art is. ? She was still bound head to foot in therubber suit, her en point heels felt perfectly natural to stand in.? They were her feet now, and part of her life.? She found a nearby mirror and found herselfunable to resist caressing her rubber breasts while swaying with her black hipsback and forth in the mirror.? Sheswished her long red hair that contrasted with the shiny black skin on her bodyas it felt so lively and long. She then felt the uncontrollable urge to touch her clitoris,not just touch.