Cailleach watches Jason, her blood red eyes glowing with lust, as he removes his shirt and goes to work cutting peat turves to fuel his cottage for the winter. She touches herself as his muscles ripple in the sunshine, glistening with sweat. Yes, it will be good to take a man again, but first she must lure him from the arms of Aislinn. She closes her eyes and imagines him removing his pants and standing before her, waiting to mate. If her plan is good, she will touch him and enjoy what he has to offer. Soon, he will satisfy her lust and hunger as she eats his flesh.