The woman joined the train at Canterbury and sat opposite Alex even though the train was quite empty<\/p>\n
She was quite tall and Alex thought that she resembled her although her hair was much darker<\/p>\n
I see you have a book on Turner a wonderful artist <\/i><\/p>\n
Yes I have just spent some time in Margate just sharing the light he must have known<\/i><\/p>\n
My name is Alex <\/i><\/p>\n
That is a coincidence as I am also called Alex <\/i><\/p>\n
What were you doing in Canterbury Alex? <\/i><\/p>\n
Just exploring the city I had never been there before<\/i><\/p>\n
Do you know it? <\/i><\/p>\n
Very well I have spent many happy days there <\/i><\/p>\n
It was badly bombed during the war I am told <\/i><\/p>\n
Yes but thankfully the cathedral did not take a direct hit <\/i><\/p>\n
As the train gathered speed out of Canterbury the sun which had been hidden for much of the day suddenly broke from the clouds creating a halo behind Alex<\/p>\n
You look like an angel <\/i><\/p>\n
Pardon <\/i><\/p>\n
A halo formed for an instant behind you and you were bathed in the most perfect light <\/i><\/p>\n
I saw a movie like that many years ago but cannot remember the title <\/i><\/p>\n
It was called A Canterbury Tale and the halo formed behind Dennis Price so simple but so effective <\/i><\/p>\n
You are a mine of information <\/i><\/p>\n
It is one of my favourite movies as it was shot here in Kent <\/i><\/p>\n
The peace that the two women had enjoyed was soon broken as more passengers joined the train<\/p>\n
A middle aged man sat on the seat behind them<\/p>\n
He was smartly dressed but overweight and soon opened a can of beer<\/p>\n
Do you realise that guy has been looking at you for the last five minutes?<\/i><\/p>\n
Yes <\/i><\/p>\n
Does it bother you? <\/i><\/p>\n
Not really he is probably thinking about my breasts and whether I Have pubic hair or not <\/i><\/p>\n
Do you not think it is a bit creepy?<\/i><\/p>\n
No I take it as a compliment as we are both beautiful women and items of beauty should be adored <\/i><\/p>\n
Then let us play a game <\/i><\/p>\n
A game? <\/i><\/p>\n
Alex kicked off her sandal and placed it gently on the crutch of Alex\u2019s jeans<\/p>\n
You have the same colour toe nails as me<\/i><\/p>\n
Indigo is my favourite colour <\/i><\/p>\n
And mine <\/i><\/p>\n
What is he doing?<\/i><\/p>\n
Trying not to look at us but I am sure he is turned on <\/i><\/p>\n
You watch he will not be able to stand it and will leave his seat <\/i><\/p>\n
No <\/i><\/p>\n
He will <\/i><\/p>\n
As the train passed under a bridge the man suddenly rose from seat and headed in the opposite direction<\/p>\n
He will not be back and I speak he is probably wanking in the toilet <\/i><\/p>\n
Men are sad <\/i><\/p>\n
Some are <\/i><\/p>\n
Do you think he has much in his life? <\/i><\/p>\n
It is hard to tell <\/i><\/p>\n
He is certainly not attractive <\/i><\/p>\n
I have fucked a few unattractive men you feel a certain power over them <\/i><\/p>\n
I undress quickly just to torment them <\/i><\/p>\n
I then do the most boring things thinkable <\/i><\/p>\n
Such as? <\/i><\/p>\n
Making a cup of tea or removing my nail varnish <\/i><\/p>\n
Just to fuck them off <\/i><\/p>\n
Just to fuck them off <\/i><\/p>\n
When I finally climb on them they come almost immediately and I am left to masturbate next to them <\/i><\/p>\n
They watch but their body does not react as they have spilled their power in my cunt <\/i><\/p>\n
You like games <\/i><\/p>\n
I love games <\/i><\/p>\n
The train was travelling at speed through the Kent countryside<\/p>\n
The plush summer fields flashed by leaving short memories<\/p>\n
What about you who are you Alex?<\/i><\/p>\n
I work in the art world my main task is to visit galleries prior to planned exhibitions <\/i><\/p>\n
Is that what you were doing in Margate? <\/i><\/p>\n
Yes I was planning an exhibition of the works of Joseph Wright of Derby have you heard of him?<\/i><\/p>\n
Yes he was an artist of the light and often pained by candlelight <\/i><\/p>\n
Yes he was master in his field <\/i><\/p>\n
Where are you travelling to?<\/i><\/p>\n
Bath <\/i><\/p>\n
Why Bath? <\/i><\/p>\n
It is a travelling exhibition and Bath is the next stop <\/i><\/p>\n
Where are you going?<\/i><\/p>\n
I do not really know <\/i><\/p>\n
What do you mean? <\/i><\/p>\n
I just travel and just show up where the train boat or plane stops <\/i><\/p>\n
Why do you do that? <\/i><\/p>\n
The freedom of travel <\/i><\/p>\n
Have you ever been to Bath? <\/i><\/p>\n
No <\/i><\/p>\n
It is a beautiful city <\/i><\/p>\n
The City of the Caesar\u2019s <\/i><\/p>\n
I doubt if a Caesars ever visited Bath <\/i><\/p>\n
It is a nice thought though <\/i><\/p>\n
Where do you live? <\/i><\/p>\n
I live in London with my brother <\/i><\/p>\n
What does he do? <\/i><\/p>\n
He is an artist a good artist but a spectacularly unsuccessful one <\/i><\/p>\n
What about you?<\/i><\/p>\n
I live out of hotel rooms <\/i><\/p>\n
But you must have a base <\/i><\/p>\n
I have a base in the centre of Spain that is where I hide <\/i><\/p>\n
Are you married?<\/i><\/p>\n
God no I just fuck when I feel like it but refrain from relationships <\/i><\/p>\n
What about you <\/i><\/p>\n
No I am not married <\/i><\/p>\n
Boyfriend? <\/i><\/p>\n
No <\/i><\/p>\n
What do you do for sex fuck your brother? <\/i><\/p>\n
Sometimes but not often we mostly masturbate together <\/i><\/p>\n
Masturbate together?<\/i><\/p>\n
Yes he masturbates over my scar \u00a0<\/i><\/p>\n
You have a scar? <\/i><\/p>\n
Yes a very large one that runs down this side of my body <\/i><\/p>\n
Alex lifted her blouse slightly to reveal her scar<\/p>\n
You see I was a conjoined twin <\/i><\/p>\n
With your brother <\/i><\/p>\n
No I had a sister but she died <\/i><\/p>\n
I am sorry <\/i><\/p>\n
Do not be sorry as I never met her that is why I call myself Alex that was her name <\/i><\/p>\n
What is your real name? <\/i><\/p>\n
Alex my real name is Alex <\/i><\/p>\n
Why does your brother get off on your scar? <\/i><\/p>\n
Because he was conjoined also and he has a scar\u00a0 <\/i><\/p>\n
Did his twin die?<\/i><\/p>\n
No he lives in Canada and is a Professor of Geology <\/i><\/p>\n
I have a scar <\/i><\/p>\n
Where <\/i><\/p>\n
I was conjoined like you but my twin died<\/i><\/p>\n
Alex lifted her blouse slightly to reveal her scar<\/p>\n
We have a lot of things in common <\/i><\/p>\n
Yes but I do not fuck my brother <\/i><\/p>\n
He has a girlfriend you know <\/i><\/p>\n
I am glad to hear it <\/i><\/p>\n
She has a scar also <\/i><\/p>\n
Was she conjoined?<\/i><\/p>\n
No she was involved in a tram accident which scarred her <\/i><\/p>\n
It seems that you brother likes scars <\/i><\/p>\n
Very much he often just touches my scar and comes into the recess <\/i><\/p>\n
Does he do this to his girlfriend? <\/i><\/p>\n
Maisie yes but she has a different body to me she thick black hair covering her scar and no matter how much she shaves the hair it returns\u00a0 <\/i><\/p>\n
Perhaps she is just a hairy woman some women are you know<\/i><\/p>\n
No that is the only body hair she has the shock of the accident inhibited its growth <\/i><\/p>\n
She has no hair <\/i><\/p>\n
Well it does grow after a fashion on her head but it never grows very long she reminds of me of the actress Falconetti in the movie Joan of Arc <\/i><\/p>\n
Does it bother her?<\/i><\/p>\n
The black hair does <\/i><\/p>\n
What about the hair on her head <\/i><\/p>\n
She wears wigs sometimes if she wants to change her personality <\/i><\/p>\n
Are you attracted to her?<\/i><\/p>\n
Yes <\/i><\/p>\n
Have you fucked her?<\/i><\/p>\n
Yes her scar turns me on <\/i><\/p>\n
What does your brother think? <\/i><\/p>\n
He joins in <\/i><\/p>\n
Do you like women?<\/i><\/p>\n
Yes <\/i><\/p>\n
I have fucked women but not for a long long time <\/i><\/p>\n
Do you want to come to Bath with me? <\/i><\/p>\n
Are you coming on to me? <\/i><\/p>\n
No not a bit I just find you very interesting<\/i><\/p>\n
Has my scar turned you on?<\/i><\/p>\n
No <\/i><\/p>\n
Liar<\/i><\/p>\n
Well I am a little damp <\/i><\/p>\n
The rolling fields of Kent had vanished and had been replaced by the urban decay of London<\/p>\n
The weather although now quite bright was not showing the capital to its advantage<\/p>\n
We ignore the trees <\/i><\/p>\n
We ignore the flowers<\/i><\/p>\n
We ignore the sky<\/i><\/p>\n
We ignore the sun <\/i><\/p>\n
What did you say?<\/i><\/p>\n
I was just quoting from a poet I cannot remember his name <\/i><\/p>\n
Are you a poet?<\/i><\/p>\n
I write poetry <\/i><\/p>\n
Are you published? <\/i><\/p>\n
No but I have written a book <\/i><\/p>\n
Really what was it called?<\/i><\/p>\n
The Spanish Crossing <\/i><\/p>\n
Did it do well?<\/i><\/p>\n
Yes it sold surprisingly well have you read it?<\/i><\/p>\n
No <\/i><\/p>\n
I will buy you a copy when we reach our destination <\/i><\/p>\n
Have you written any other books? <\/i><\/p>\n
I have one with my publishers at present <\/i><\/p>\n
What is it called?<\/i><\/p>\n
The Spanish Crossing <\/i><\/p>\n
The train arrived at St Pancras and both the women waited as the train emptied<\/p>\n
As they both walked along the smooth androgynous platform they saw the a circle within a circle handing freely by the station clock<\/p>\n
History revolves in circles I think that is the meaning <\/i><\/p>\n
I like it it is free and light <\/i><\/p>\n
Are you leaving me here? <\/i><\/p>\n
Let us share a coffee together <\/i><\/p>\n
Yes and then I will decide whether I will spend a night of love with you <\/i><\/p>\n
I never promised that a trip to Bath to see the beautiful city that was all <\/i><\/p>\n
You thoughts were more designed on sharing a Bath with me <\/i><\/p>\n
Ha ha <\/i><\/p>\n
Will you promise not to fuck my scar?<\/i><\/p>\n
Scars turn me on <\/i><\/p>\n
Why? <\/i><\/p>\n
If I knew I would tell you <\/i><\/p>\n
I think that I know why <\/i><\/p>\n
Explain <\/i><\/p>\n
You are beautiful I am beautiful is your brother beautiful? <\/i><\/p>\n
Yes he very nice looking <\/i><\/p>\n
What about Maisie? <\/i><\/p>\n
Yes in a Celtic way she is very beautiful<\/i><\/p>\n
And we are all scarred <\/i><\/p>\n
Yes <\/i><\/p>\n
It is simple <\/i><\/p>\n
Don\u2019t tease <\/i><\/p>\n
I am not teasing <\/i><\/p>\n
You adore the beautiful but you cannot accept perfect beauty <\/i><\/p>\n
Sorry <\/i><\/p>\n
Explore my words <\/i><\/p>\n
A large woman walked past them carrying a heavy suitcase<\/p>\n
See that woman there if she undressed in front of you now and you found her to be scarred would it turn you on <\/i><\/p>\n
Would you fuck her scar?<\/i><\/p>\n
I am attracted to women but then again I am attracted to men <\/i><\/p>\n
Which do you prefer?<\/i><\/p>\n
It depends on my mood <\/i><\/p>\n
So you would not fuck that fat carcass of a woman even if she was scarred maybe conjoined <\/i><\/p>\n
You ask such difficult questions <\/i><\/p>\n
The poet that I quoted from also wrote these words <\/i><\/p>\n
I am only but a reflection if you do not like what you see then turn away <\/i><\/p>\n
You are so full of contradictions Alex <\/i><\/p>\n
No it is so simple you want me to travel to Bath so that you can enjoy me <\/i><\/p>\n
Rubbish I find you fascinating <\/i><\/p>\n
I shall leave you after we have fucked as I did my professor on my Spanish trip <\/i><\/p>\n
Alex pulled a tangerine sachet from her bag<\/p>\n
What is that?<\/i><\/p>\n
I do not know <\/i><\/p>\n
You must know <\/i><\/p>\n
Bath salts maybe I was in the sea in Margate when a man came up to me and told me to turn around <\/i><\/p>\n
What! <\/i><\/p>\n
He asked me to turn around so that my scar was not visible <\/i><\/p>\n
More likely he was looking at your arse <\/i><\/p>\n
No I did not get that feeling there was something rather mysterious about him<\/i><\/p>\n
He liked your bum <\/i><\/p>\n
No no as soon as I turned around he gave me two sachets I used one and here is the other <\/i><\/p>\n
So you had a nice bath after a long day <\/i><\/p>\n
No it was much more than that <\/i><\/p>\n
The water turned a thick jasper and I felt myself floating almost as I was in space<\/i><\/p>\n
I was thinking about Alec <\/i><\/p>\n
Alec? <\/i><\/p>\n
My brother <\/i><\/p>\n
I was thinking about Alec and was caressing my cunt and then nothing <\/i><\/p>\n
Nothing <\/i><\/p>\n
I felt that cold water had been flicked at me <\/i><\/p>\n
By whom?<\/i><\/p>\n
Joseph Wright of Derby <\/i><\/p>\n
The artist? <\/i><\/p>\n
Yes and then I slept and woke up in my bath this morning<\/i><\/p>\n
And do you know what the strange thing was?<\/i><\/p>\n
Do not keep me in suspense <\/i><\/p>\n
The water was still as warm as it was when I stepped into it but it had lost its colour <\/i><\/p>\n
Was the artist still there? <\/i><\/p>\n
I only felt his presence I did not see him <\/i><\/p>\n
You had a Coleridge moment <\/i><\/p>\n
The poet? <\/i><\/p>\n
Yes have you ever read his poem Kubla Khan? <\/i><\/p>\n
Not that I can remember<\/i><\/p>\n
He composed it whilst under the influence of drugs until he was disturbed by the Person from Porlock <\/i><\/p>\n
The poet claimed that he had dreamt his poem in its entirety but was interrupted by his visitor <\/i><\/p>\n
It was unfinished only fifty-four lines long <\/i><\/p>\n
Do you know who the visitor was?<\/i><\/p>\n
No I am not really into poetry <\/i><\/p>\n
I believe it was either Dorothy or William Wordsworth <\/i><\/p>\n
No-one else knew he was there<\/i><\/p>\n
Coleridge suffered from stomach problems and I believe that they had made an unscheduled stop <\/i><\/p>\n
So that is a Coleridge moment <\/i><\/p>\n
Yes <\/i><\/p>\n
Will I bathe with you tonight?<\/i><\/p>\n
If you want me to <\/i><\/p>\n
I will tip these powders into the bath <\/i><\/p>\n
And by magic Joseph Wright of Derby will appear and paint us both <\/i><\/p>\n
You are taking the piss <\/i><\/p>\n
No I am taking you seriously <\/i><\/p>\n
The women made their way to Paddington Station and caught a train to Bristol Temple Meads<\/p>\n
Soon they had reached Bath<\/p>\n
That evening they shared a bath together<\/p>\n
Alex had tipped the salts into the water<\/p>\n
For a moment nothing happened and then the water turned the most vivid orange<\/p>\n
Both women felt sleepy and lay in each other\u2019s arms without saying a word<\/p>\n
They were aware that they were not alone in the room but their eyes were heavy and would not open \u00a0<\/i><\/p>\n
\u00a0<\/i><\/p>\n
The painting depicts two sisters<\/p>\n
One is holding the others nipple between her finger and thumb as if she is pinching or stimulating it<\/p>\n
The artist has always been anonymous a member of the Fontainebleau School<\/p>\n
The year is 1595<\/p>\n
A likeness hung in their hotel room<\/p>\n
And had witnessed their lovemaking<\/p>\n
The painting is mysterious<\/p>\n
In the darkness of the hotel bathroom<\/p>\n
The artist was painting by candlelight<\/p>\n
Joseph had been called back to Heaven<\/p>\n
For an instant Alex awoke and saw a figure swathed in the darkness<\/p>\n
And then a sudden breeze extinguished his single candle<\/p>\n
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