My hand leaves a dark print on his skin where the salt removes the clay of his disguise. I like the thought of leaving a mark on my King, a symbol of ...y claim over him. The mark is only temporary of course, and will disappear when he eventually washes his disguise away, but my handprint is rendered faithfully out of his real skin, almost as if it is physical evidence of our connection. For once, he listens to me and with a heavy sigh, steps away from the tub. He doesnt replace his clothing. "Before you say anything I have come to apologise." Kirsty and I lookedat each other but said nothing. "Alan I really am sorry for what I madeyou do and what I said. I have realised I was jealous of you." Jealous?" asked Kirsty, as amazed as I was. "Yes. When I saw the way mum had dressed him, I know you probably don'twant to hear this, but he looked so pretty. I never looked that good inthat dress or as good as you did in the pink one," she said addressingKirsty. "The more jealous I became the. More

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