The weekend would end and then I'd find another job and then life would go on. At least it was David and not some total stranger, I told myself. I loo...ked up from my thoughts and he stood there at my feet. My lover. His forty-year old belly stuck out a little and the gray hairs were scattered here and there across his chest. At least he didn't have bad taste in silk boxers.A possibility occurred to me..."You'll have to wear..." I croaked it out of my suddenly-dry throat, ..."a condom. I just had. Several volunteered to break and leave early if we waive the charge for vacating early, which we did.“But that is not all of our news. Mark, I’d like you to join the studio as an Associate Producer and learn to produce movies. I don’t mean another person following me around like the current A.P. I need someone I can mentor to keep things moving, support the director, iron out problems, solve mysteries, stamp out crime, and generally be willing to leap tall buildings in a single bound.“It pays. Not everyone in the art world is willing to accept my work can be classed as art. I think it’s all how you define the word art. To me it’s simply work produced by skill and imagination. It’s my intention to present through the medium of photography, intuitive observations of the natural world which may have meaning to the spectators.” “That’s an Ansel Adams quote.” “Yes that’s right, very good. He’s one of my inspirations.” “Oh yes I know, I read your bio on the web site and looked up his. Eve imagined that it would be more or less a repeat of what she was made to do on the previous occasion, and she felt lustful excitement in spite of the disgusting filth to which shed been subjected to that earlier time. They waited until it was quite late, Eve in the meantime having showered, arranged her hair, spent considerable time with her make up, and dressed very prettily. Rob chuckled to himself about his wifes preparations to make herself look beautiful – it was all so much at odds.