” “Gub” he motions again “guntin” “I don’t know what that means” she feels tears welling up in her eyes. She was on solidly horrified.... All the feelings of extant before touching the light have past. She wanted back. She wanted Jamie. She wanted school and her family. “Please help. Don’t hurt me” The monster sighs. “An american” he said sternly in a harsh voice She was confused. Somehow hearing him speak English set her at ease “I hate Americans. Weaklings, they are. Look at you. Nothing but. ” She looked around and over my shoulder. “I hope no one saw us. I wouldn’t have heard a thing.” “I hope they liked the show.” “Some show. Look how dark it is. They wouldn’t have seen me. Just you. Just your pasty white ass. Imagine some poor kid walking by, she’d be scarred for life. ‘Mommy, why was that ghost mooning me?’” We laughed. She pushed me away slightly and said, “We need to go. It’s getting late.” I pulled up my pants and covered my pasty white ass as she rubbed a handkerchief. "Sit here my dear and we'll put the drier on to set your style. Whileyou're here Sally will do your nails."As I sit there Sally, who inflicted the 'Shocker' on me earlier in theweek comes over and sits in front of me. Starting with my toes againshe cleans the varnish off, and files the nails before asking me tochoose a colour. As before I am unwilling to choose the colour of thevarnish so she gives me a choice 'Scarlet' or 'Deep Purple'. Thinkingabout what the colour would look like on my. .' ;an English voice, reassuring and non-threatening...yes! Her pounding heart steadied...she should really be acknowledging this considerate act but somehow she couldn't bring herself to make a sound...perhaps he'd soon slip away as silently as he'd appeared.There were more noises...more lotion on palms. The application continued, this time up over her outstretched upper arms. She was cradling her head on her forearms and her straw hat hid most of that area. This time his hand stroked back.