I lean back and d**** my left knee over the arm of the chair, my hair falling softly around me. The moon highlights the contrast between the soft fabr...ic and my pale skin. I wait breathlessly for you to find me there. As you pull up to the house you see that it is dark and you assume I have already gone to bed. You come into the house and pull off your jacket as you walk to the kitchen to fix yourself something to drink. The rest of your night at work had been crazy and you were ready to relax.. " The group was in the Mayor's office and the Mayor was making her views very clear. "And," she turned to the Commissioner, "so do you if you want to avoid any more of this..." She tossed a newspaper onto the table in front of Commissioner Brown. A cartoon showed a caricature of a pneumatic Jungle Jane swinging through the trees, clutching a chimpanzee with the Commissioner's face under her arm, pursuing a stripe-jerseyed criminal. Jane could hardly stop herself laughing, it was a very good. " Chicken Farmer it is."A woman from Vancouver who was a tree hugging, Liberal and an anti-hunter purchased a piece of timberland near Kamloops BC. There was a large tree on one of the highest points in the tract. She wanted a good view of the natural splendour of her land so she started to climb the big tree. As she neared the top she encountered a spotted owl that attacked her. In her haste to escape, the woman slid down the tree to the ground and got many splinters in her crotch. In. But she aged, the life simply departing, skin sagging from lost elasticity. I saw it in her eyes. She had no spark left in her. She lost weight. Even having Amelia in her life couldn’t compensate for the void in her soul.She knew it, too. On a Thursday evening, she visited me and made a strange request.Seating her in the living room, pouring her some Darjeeling tea - she seemed so frail and chilled now - she turned to me on the couch.“Michael, I don’t know if you know this, but I’m the only.