I told her I didn’t. I watched as she put the extra long cigarette between her bright red lips and took a lighter and lit it. She looked very sexy a...s she inhaled and then pursed her lips and blew a long plume of blue smoke out.She started telling me about her holiday and asked if I wanted to look at her photos. I felt myself getting hard as I recalled the other photos I had seen her in. Auntie Jenny crossed her legs and the split in the skirt exposed her thighs. I could clearly see the tops of. Andturned on the little revolving stool that was now her throne, since shewas still speaking with such supreme authority. She knew I didn't wanther to leave me, not ever. That I now regretted every moment I'd hadwith Sheila. Every fuck. Now that she knew about them. But she wantedher pound of flesh, and apparently she wanted it moving between herlegs. Or wanted me and everyone else to think so.I was disconsolate. "Speaking of gay men, how is Plan B supposed towork? The gays at the Club. I figured there was nothing wrong with just looking. So I thought. After meeting Matt, We hit it off really well. He showered me with all the much needed attention I needed in my life. I loved it, at that point in my life it was god send. My boyfriend and I were at all time lowest point of our relationship ever. I found myself thinking about Matt more and more every day. He made me nervous. He made me check myself in the mirror when he would swing by. He made me make sure my makeup was done. Matti answered back in a similar low voice, “No, they’re ravens. I don’t know how they know I just dumped that bucket, but they are always here quickly when I do. Maybe they can recognize the scent of the fish, or maybe they are conditioned to the sound of me banging the bucket on the rocks.” While he was speaking he was taking the binoculars from around his neck and offering them to Dawn. “Here, watch with these. If you’re lucky we’ll get a bit of a show.”Dawn took the binoculars she was.