Ipulled it down and smoothed things out. I read until my eyes grew tiredand turning off the light slept.My dreams that night were odd, with me trying ...o find lost files in theoffice but being distracted because even though I was in the same lightgrey man's suit, I had breasts and my fingers were painted with redpolish. A woman, I think it was Jessica, kept making comments aboutwhat I should be doing next such as wearing make up or heels. Fromthere the dream changed to me driving a car while. . sure Amelie... there, over here," I stuttered nervously, and then stumbled as I moved towards the cupboard next to the shower in the corner, an eight foot square tiled space that was open to the room.When I turned back to her, I couldn't help but gasp loudly, Amelie's body now fully naked to my view. "Jesus", I groaned as my eyes locked on the pink gash casually displayed in front of me."Uncle Peter," the little vixen said laughing, "My nudity doesn't make you nervous does it?" No, no honey,. It is weird. I feel like writing, stories, filled with hope and dreams and glimpses of worlds never before seen. Then the mood passes and I feel that door to the world I have seen, slowly close and seal itself, never to be opened again. Footsteps echoing hauntingly down a deserted stone hallway. Reverberating and bouncing from wall to wall down to the depths of myself, to that small scared, never shown self. Filling me with unknown longing and wonder. Sometimes, when I am walking outside I. .. a boy. Maybe eight ... or nine ... he bore a resemblance to Ricky 'The Adventures of Ozzie and Harriet' Nelson. For some reason, I thought the hologram or construct appropriate. David and Ricky, together again.Over the years I'd always wondered what David felt about Ricky's fame ... right up to the instant the plane crashed. After that, I don't think he'd be willing to swap.The huge ... did I mumble? HUGE but shorter ... Megalodon fell splashing back from the bluff ... there was blood.