Chris spun around. ‘Do you like it Rikkie?’ Rick closed his mouth which had fallen open at some point. ‘It’s beautiful.’ He managed to stutt...er.‘This is where I need your help Rikkie. I want you to help me put on my stockings. Will you do that for me?’Rick’s mouth was dry and his pulse was racing. He thought he was about to hyperventilate, but he managed to nod his head.‘Ok, Rikkie, that's so sweet of you. No. I'm going to sit on the edge of my bed and I want you to roll each stocking into a. I sit in silence, only ever speaking to the person next to me to ask them to move when I arrive at my stop and occasionally to buy a ticket for my journey. I people watch and watch people looking at me, with suspicion. My Asian appearance of tanned skin, dark eyes and curly black beard seem to make them wary. It amuses me that I am as innocent as they all are except perhaps in my deepest darkest thoughts. I do have secrets, secret lusts. I like to look at people and especially women. ..I didn't hear Mum go downstairs at four o'clock to put the turkey in the oven; she brought me a cup of tea at half past seven with a reminder not to use all the hot water when I had my shower, as she wanted one later. It was just as well Jen hadn't snuggled down beside me, because we would have been caught fast asleep again!I asked Mum if the tree lights had been off when she went downstairs, she smiled and told me that they had. I then got volunteered to crawl under the tree and use the. She switched them off and giggled. “God, I'm looking forward to this”. I turned to Adam. “Water would be just great”. The original plan had been to grab a 'mystery' scene from the tin, film it, and then pick another scene later, but it somehow added a frisson of anticipation when Chloe suggested we should know all four scenes in advance even if we hadn't determined who would be in them. Jen honed it to perfection – why not coin-toss for the participants as well, so each of us knew what we were.