Alex-Alex and Alec were sitting at the breakfast table sharing breakfast<\/p>\n
The morning sun was breaking free from the heavy anvil clouds<\/p>\n
Alec looked at his sister and smiled<\/p>\n
Are you thinking of my scar again <\/i><\/p>\n
Alec often thought of this sister\u2019s scar which ran from her lowest rib to her pelvis<\/p>\n
She had been born as a conjoined twin<\/p>\n
But her twin had died during surgery so she had added her twins name to her own<\/p>\n
Alec liked his sister\u2019s name for he too had been born a conjoined twin<\/p>\n
But his twin also called Alec had survived the surgery and was now living in Canada<\/p>\n
Alex-Alex stood up and removed her nightdress and stood naked in front of her brother<\/p>\n
I think your scar grows more beautiful each day <\/i><\/p>\n
He ran his fingers along the deep groove of the scar<\/p>\n
Yu will not be able to do this tomorrow or for the rest of the week as I am in Margate and then I am travelling to Bath <\/i><\/p>\n
You will have to masturbate on your own I am afraid <\/i><\/p>\n
Are you curating the Joseph Wright of Derby exhibition on your own?<\/i><\/p>\n
No there is a team of us I am if you can imagine such a thing the forward rider<\/i><\/p>\n
Are the exhibitions being held at the same time? <\/i><\/p>\n
No it is the same exhibition <\/i><\/p>\n
I will miss you<\/i><\/p>\n
Well invite your girlfriend around <\/i><\/p>\n
I will but I prefer your scar <\/i><\/p>\n
Alex-Alex sat on her brother\u2019s lap and he instantly ran his hand over her breasts<\/p>\n
I thought you were interested in my scar <\/i><\/p>\n
I am but you have a small scratch on your breast <\/i><\/p>\n
Yes I did that as I took my silly nightdress off for you <\/i><\/p>\n
Then cut your nails <\/i><\/p>\n
I like my nails this length <\/i><\/p>\n
The sun was fully clear of the clouds and was shining brightly into the kitchen<\/p>\n
A train rumbled by<\/p>\n
See brother not one of the passengers looked up from their newspapers nobody was interested in my scar <\/i><\/p>\n
They would have been if they had seen it <\/i><\/p>\n
It is just a scar <\/i><\/p>\n
Do you think of it when you are dressed? <\/i><\/p>\n
No<\/i><\/p>\n
Never? <\/i><\/p>\n
Well sometimes I feel myself running my finger down it as you do when I am contemplating something <\/i><\/p>\n
Your work?<\/i><\/p>\n
Anything it is like biting your nails or playing with your hair <\/i><\/p>\n
Alex-Alex stood up and put her nightdress back on<\/p>\n
She looked out of the window at the sun <\/i><\/p>\n
See the superb shadows the morning sun is creating I so wish that Joseph was alive to see it <\/i><\/p>\n
He is most probably conducting the light orchestra from his place in heaven <\/i><\/p>\n
Maybe <\/i><\/p>\n
When you return I am going to paint you by the light of a candle as Joseph Wright would have done <\/i><\/p>\n
You have tried it before and failed <\/i><\/p>\n
I feel I have the confidence this time <\/i><\/p>\n
Then I will model for you on my return but do not be disappointed <\/i><\/p>\n
Alec removed his tee shirt showing his sister his scar which although longer was less impressive<\/p>\n
This is not going to work Alec I am going to close my eyes and not get excited <\/i><\/p>\n
You will <\/i><\/p>\n
Don\u2019t be cruel I have to be in Margate by this afternoon as I have a meeting <\/i><\/p>\n
Just tough it<\/i><\/p>\n
Fuck off Alec you know I am busy <\/i><\/p>\n
Alex-Alex tried to leave the kitchen but her brother caught her hand and placed on his scar<\/p>\n
Stop turning me on you shit you are not being fair <\/i><\/p>\n
Well walk away <\/i><\/p>\n
You know I cannot <\/i><\/p>\n
Is Margate that important?<\/i><\/p>\n
It is my job you do not have one how would we live? <\/i><\/p>\n
I am an artist <\/i><\/p>\n
Yes an artist that does not sell many paintings <\/i><\/p>\n
That is not my fault <\/i><\/p>\n
I know I am sorry <\/i><\/p>\n
Alex-Alex kissed her brother fully on the lips and stroked his hair<\/p>\n
I must go sleepyhead invite Maisie around when I leave she is such good company <\/i><\/p>\n
I will thank you for letting me touch your scar <\/i><\/p>\n
And thank you for letting me touch yours<\/i><\/p>\n
Alex-Alex disappeared into the shower room<\/p>\n
Alec looked at the sun<\/p>\n
The sun looked at Alec<\/p>\n
Joseph Wight of Derby looked at the sun from his place in Heaven<\/p>\n
Alex-Alex looked at her reflection in the mirror<\/p>\n
She was not looking at the sun as there was no window in the shower room<\/p>\n
She picked up her mobile phone and took a photo of her scar<\/p>\n
She would send it to her brother when she reached Margate<\/p>\n
She took another photo of herself<\/p>\n
She would send it to Joseph Wright of Derby when she reached Margate<\/p>\n
Thirty-five minutes later Alex-Alex left the flat and cauhjt the train to Margate<\/p>\n
Alec rang Maisie on his mobile and agreed to meet her at their usual meeting place by the river<\/p>\n
Little did either Alec or Alex-Alex know was that Joseph Wright of Derby was watching them as he took a close interest in both their lives<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
After an evening out Maisie and Alec lay naked on the bed<\/p>\n
Maisie was running her pale hands over Alec\u2019s body hair<\/p>\n
You seem to have more hair every time I see you <\/i><\/p>\n
I am just nearer to our ancestors you know <\/i><\/p>\n
Maisie looked at her own body which was totally devoid of hair with the exception of tufts of thick black hair which gathered around the her scar<\/p>\n
Alec playfully pulled at the black hair<\/p>\n
It never goes I shave it when I remove my body hair but within days it has returned <\/i><\/p>\n
Do you like it?<\/i><\/p>\n
Yes and no <\/i><\/p>\n
What do you mean?<\/i><\/p>\n
Well it hides your wonderful scar but is so soft to the touch <\/i><\/p>\n
I am self-conscious of it when I am on the beach I feel that people are looking at it <\/i><\/p>\n
Nobody gives a shit on beaches when do you see a really perfect body?<\/i><\/p>\n
Imagine how I feel I resemble an ape you know<\/i><\/p>\n
And act like one<\/i><\/p>\n
Fuck you Maisie <\/i><\/p>\n
How does Alex-Alex deal with her scar as it is much bigger than mine? <\/i><\/p>\n
She does not give a fuck about it I received a text this afternoon to say that she had finished early and would be swimming off of Margate beach <\/i><\/p>\n
She is so brave <\/i><\/p>\n
Not brave her scar is part of her like her arms <\/i><\/p>\n
It is funny I do not care if people see me naked it does not worry me I do not care if they look at my cunt my arse my tits but I hate it when they look at my scar and the black hair<\/i><\/p>\n
Am I mad?<\/i><\/p>\n
Not at all <\/i><\/p>\n
You know when I am naked I feel so sensuous<\/i><\/p>\n
We all do so free <\/i><\/p>\n
Last summer you know I had a period when we were in France and there was one guy on the beach who noticed it <\/i><\/p>\n
And?<\/i><\/p>\n
It turned me on greatly the feeling that he could see my blood <\/i><\/p>\n
But then he spoilt it all by looking at my scar <\/i><\/p>\n
Have you ever heard of Frida Kahlo?<\/i><\/p>\n
Was your sister not involved in recent exhibition of her work?<\/i><\/p>\n
Well like you she was involved a tram accident but she was run through by a steel handrail which entered her near her hip and exited through her cunt <\/i><\/p>\n
She was lucky to survive <\/i><\/p>\n
I was hit by a tram you know after a night on the town the scar you see is the result of the bumper ripping me open <\/i><\/p>\n
Her accident influenced her work greatly how do you remember yours? <\/i><\/p>\n
It scares me all my hair fell out due to the shock and has only really returned on my scalp and as you know I often wear wigs <\/i><\/p>\n
I hate looking like Joan of Arc <\/i><\/p>\n
Joan of Arc?<\/i><\/p>\n
You remember Falconetti in Joan of Arc<\/i><\/p>\n
Yes <\/i><\/p>\n
You said that I resembled the actress greatly <\/i><\/p>\n
You still do <\/i><\/p>\n
There was a beauty to Falconetti an austere beauty <\/i><\/p>\n
You beauty is softer but you still have a striking resemblance to the actress <\/i><\/p>\n
She had such a sad life <\/i><\/p>\n
Alex pulled Maisie towards him and let her body cover his own<\/p>\n
Enough of this just rest in the ape\u2019s nest<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Alex-Alex had finished her meeting early and had decided to swim in the sea off of Margate beach<\/p>\n
She changed into her indigo bikini and walked towards the sea<\/p>\n
A boy of about ten came towards her<\/p>\n
Where did you get your scar? <\/i><\/p>\n
I was born conjoined <\/i><\/p>\n
Where is your twin?<\/i><\/p>\n
She died sadly <\/i><\/p>\n
What was her name? <\/i><\/p>\n
Alex <\/i><\/p>\n
What is your name? <\/i><\/p>\n
Alex-Alex <\/i><\/p>\n
Alex-Alex? <\/i><\/p>\n
Yes my name was Alex but when Alex died I adopted the name Alex-Alex <\/i><\/p>\n
I have a scar<\/i><\/p>\n
The boy lifted his arm showing what appeared to be a young scar<\/p>\n
How did you do that?<\/i><\/p>\n
I fell off of my bike and was hit by a car <\/i><\/p>\n
Poor you <\/i><\/p>\n
Its ok I cried at the time but I am over it now <\/i><\/p>\n
Do not worry about your scar I do not worry about mine <\/i><\/p>\n
I saw people looking at you <\/i><\/p>\n
And so they should as I have a beautiful scar which I am very proud of it is the parting letter of my dead sister <\/i><\/p>\n
The boy looked blankly at Alex-Alex<\/p>\n
Perhaps you will understand what I mean in a few years <\/i><\/p>\n
I do not worry about my scar my dad calls it my war wound a reminder to cycle more carefully in future <\/i><\/p>\n
Sorry Miss he is a bad one always chatting up the young ladies<\/i><\/p>\n
The boy\u2019s mother appeared from behind a wind-break<\/p>\n
He was not bothering me only asking after my sister<\/i><\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Alex-Alex swam for nearly an hour occasionally stopping into the shallows to regain her breath<\/p>\n
Although the day was hot and the beach was quite crowded she felt completely alone when swimming<\/p>\n
The special light that was always attracted to the town was especially bright and Alex-Alex frequently swam under the waves so that she could see the mermaids at play<\/p>\n
She was surprised that the sea was so clear as Margate had a reputation for having murky waters<\/p>\n
As she surfaced for the final time she saw an artist working on the jetty near to the art gallery where she had been earlier in the day<\/p>\n
She recognised the man but could not remember his name<\/p>\n
As she made her way into the shallows she noticed a man selling his wares<\/p>\n
Do you have a name?<\/i><\/p>\n
Yes it is Alex-Alex <\/i><\/p>\n
Are you planning to bathe tonight?<\/i><\/p>\n
Then you will need some of my Bonnard bath colouring <\/i><\/p>\n
As you can see I am nearly naked and I have not brought much money to the beach in case it gets stolen<\/i><\/p>\n
I am not asking for money please turn around <\/i><\/p>\n
Alex-Alex turned around and was aware that the seller was deliberately not looking at her scar which was only visible from certain angles<\/p>\n
Jasper and Tangerine I think you can turn around now <\/i><\/p>\n
Alex-Alex turned around and was give two sachets<\/p>\n
Do use them separately never mix them your bath water will change colour immediately <\/i><\/p>\n
Do they have any special qualities? <\/i><\/p>\n
No but artists love them <\/i><\/p>\n
Alex-Alex returned to her hotel room and as she felt grimy soon ran a bath<\/p>\n
She chose the Jasper sachet and emptied the contents into the swirling waters<\/p>\n
Her bath water immediately changed colour and as her bath water was ready Alex-Alex stepped into the bath<\/p>\n
She had placed candles on the sink and the shelf near the window and had drawn the curtains although the day was not spent<\/p>\n
In heaven one of the angels fetched Joseph Wight of Derby who had been painting one of the saints<\/p>\n
She is ready Joseph and will soon close her eyes and relax fully it is time for you to capture her likeness <\/i><\/p>\n
Has she lit her candles and extinguished the day<\/i><\/p>\n
Yes<\/i><\/p>\n
Then I am ready <\/i><\/p>\n
Joseph Wright of Derby looked at Alex-Alex as she relaxed in the bath<\/p>\n
He extinguished one the candles and began painting<\/p>\n
Alex-Alex was dreaming of her brother and slowly her hand moved towards her cunt<\/p>\n
Would you keep still Miss as I am working and I have only the most limited time <\/i><\/p>\n
Alex-Alex felt her brother\u2019s rough body cover her own<\/p>\n
She was enjoying her dream<\/p>\n
The artist flicked a few drops of cold water at her<\/p>\n
Alex-Alex flinched<\/p>\n
Her dream was over<\/p>\n
Her hand relaxed<\/p>\n
The artist started his work again<\/p>\n
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