Shadow: Part 1 “Tell me how much you're enjoying this” said Jacob as he was getting close to finishing his “duty” for the night. “More...” was heard from Mr. Dominick's lips as he was enjoying Jacob's presence in his bed while inhaling a deep smoke from his spliff. Jacob never liked the taste of weed, it just didn't feel right. He always felt happy and secure when he had enough cigarettes in his bag with full of other junk: his laptop, some papers where he keeps notes and ideas for his novel, condoms, charger cables, Starbucks receipts and some more rubbish. He was breathing heavily while pushing his body against Mr. Dominick's. He was tired and wanted to call it a night as soon as possible but he was having trouble completing his “duty”. Mr. Dominick was an important client of his and Jacob didn't want him feeling not satisfied at the end of the day. He started thinking the night last week he spent with Stephen. I wouldn't say he was attached to him but there was something different, something mysterious about him that makes Jacob remember him so often, too often in fact. Stephen was an editor in The Guardian. He's been doing his job for the last 22 years and still enjoying every second of it. He's been seeing Jacob not so regularly and more often than not, he just wanted to watch Jacob pleasing himself. Jacob wasn't used to this type of clients but it wasn't a problem doing it for Stephen. There was something different with Stephen which made Jacob feel at home and secure. His house was always warm but not too hot. It was just right to be naked but not feeling chilly. “There you go my boy…” said Mr. Dominick. He was breathing heavily, and still enjoying Jacob to the most. “I want you to give it to me right now!” Jacob saw the passion and pleasure in Mr. Dominick's eyes, wishing he was Stephen saying these words. Jacob started to feel different and came close to finishing it. He wanted to pull out but couldn't resist Mr. Dominick's arms pushing Jacob against himself. He tried once more but Mr. Dominick knew how he wanted to end the night. Sure he got what he wanted in the end. There were no words after it's finished. At least not from Jacob. “You are the best” said Mr. Dominick. “Don't want to delay it too much for the next time”. Jacob agreed him with his head and grabbed the envelope next to the bed before he left the building. “You can come out now” said Mr. Dominick. Nothing was heard from Isabella who was in the cupboard watching all of this. At least that's what Mr. Dominick thought his wife was doing. “Come out you bitch” said Mr. Dominick. There was still no response. Jacob was at the bus stop still waiting for his bus. One thing he wasn't aware though was that tonight was going to be the last encounter he was going to have with Mr. Dominick. Mr. Dominick got up from his bed and walked towards the cupboard. He could hear his wife's breathing in the cupboard, thinking she closed her eyes and blocked her ears again not to witness what his husband was doing tonight. She was being forced to watch this for years and there was no other way to stop her misery. She didn't want to leave her triplets with her husband on their own. But she had enough and she didn't want to struggle with this one more second. “You pervert!” said Isabella as Mr. Dominick opened the cupboard's doors. It wasn't too long before she sticked an old knife to her husband's neck. She felt every second of the knife getting into her husband's neck and with each millimetre, she knew her misery was going to be over. “You bitch!” said Mr. Dominick, but the knife was too deep in his neck, he couldn't resist more to his wife. Before Mr. Dominick gave his last breath, he was thinking of Stephen and how everything would be different if he was there tonight…

Shadow Intro Just before going to bed, Jacob realised he had to brush his teeth again. He's never liked brushing his teeth just before going to bed as he's always preferred the taste of Winston Red compared to his Colgate. He's been smoking for the last 12 years, since he was 16. Since then, he enjoyed smoking more than anything else. He never wanted to believe that smoking is going to kill him one day. And he was quite right about it, what is going to kill him was not going to be cigarettes or anything as such. His death, or disappearance shall I say, was going to be much more complicated.

iPad Didn't even know Opuss had an iPad version. Much useful.

English Breakfast It is quite surprising how simple to prepare an English breakfast yet people actually go out and pay for it all the time.

Max Payne Just read the very first Max Payne is coming to iOS. I hope they have included every scene, dialog and part of the game as it was such a complete game the way it was. I doubt it however given the adult themes in the game. See how it goes...