”The mage took a few minutes to explain what had happened since he met the gorgon and what his experience had been like.“And this?” asked the av...atar.“I know. Revenge like this isn’t my style and it doesn’t sit well with me, to be honest.”“You said you needed it.”“In order to keep myself from resenting what she did to me, yes, I need this. It’s only a fraction of what she put me through, but I think it’s important for her to understand what she did to me and the rest of her victims.“She’s. One was of my childhood which even I was seeing after many years. I was blank. What’s all this? She has my photos. I was confused. She loves me. I came out of the room. She was not in the hall. Noise of shower maybe she is taking shower.I saw her mobile on the table. I wanted to inquire. I opened her gallery. There were loads of my photo. Some taken in college. She was spying on me. I couldn’t see this. I saw my number in her contacts. How she got my number. She knows everything about me, she. As were the sugared almond amoretti biscuits.Alicea had dragged the chaise lounge out onto the balcony and was sunbathing topless. With her eyes closed behind huge pink sunglasses I was able to admire her small perfectly-formed breasts and pert little nipples. I recalled her telling me in one of her early emails that she had never had to wear a bra. I stood before her in my jeans and T-shirt, slowly stroking myself. She peeped over the top of her shades. "Good moring, sir. And how are we. " I understand."And I think she did too. I smiled at her and pulled the door closed.In the kitchen, I picked up the phone. "Hi, it's Tony." Tony! What's the weather doing there?"Who the hell was calling for a weather report?The phone in the kitchen was old-fashioned. It had a cord, but a long one. I held the phone against my ear and stepped to the back door. As I opened it, a large snowflake landed on my nose."Snowing. But just lightly," I told the voice as I surveyed the white and green mosaic.