. . harder now . . . stab me with your tongue sweetie . . . Don’t stop, girl! . . . Harder, harder, HARDER!!! . . . . Don’t stop!!! . . . What’s... happening susanna?” “I’m sorry Mistress, I wasn’t sure what to do. I’m so sorry, I haven’t done this before Mistress, but I do want to please you.” Ingrid smiles sweetly. “Come up here sweetie, come and lay beside me.” Ingrid runs her fingers through susanna’s hair, then pulls her close and kisses her softly on the lips. “Well susanna, it’s your day. The pretty pictures of the family acting out the Karma Sutra were gone and her walls were plastered with posters of three overdressed blonde boys playing musical instruments. Something was definitely wrong here!What to do? She wrung her hands together and noticed a little cloth bracelet around her left wrist. It bore the letters "WWJD." Kathy wondered what that stood for as she pulled it off and tossed it aside.She had to find Christi. Now where could she be?Kathy snapped her fingers. She must. ‘Do you go home often?’ ‘Nah, my life is up here now. I’m unbelievably happy in my job and your sister is great company. Actually I’m heading home in a fortnight for mom’s 50th. Louise has exams for some advanced qualifications. Come with me, I’ll pay your tickets.’ ‘I couldn’t let you do that.’ ‘Well I’m buying you a ticket. If you don’t want it let it go to waste. If I can’t get you on the same flight we’ll take an earlier one. I’m due to fly out at 1:00. I’d appreciate having time to get to. He turned to his trail, turned to face the seas ahead. A gathering storm at sea, winds racing ashore, slicing through trees. They sway of life’s eternal rhythm and he watched as a dry leaf lost it’s hold on life and fell into the wind’s careless embrace, and he watched for a moment as it flew away, skittering across bending leaves of blowing grass. He could smell the sea now, if faintly, beyond the faint echoes of a fireplace casting autumn fires to the wind, or the first fires of another.