I did it, but only because I imagined watching myself in the mirror.I just did it again. But this time, I felt my feet tingle like they had while Tim ...assaged them. I’m going to try it again.I give up. I’ll try again later after dinner.-9:20 pm-I’m getting better at this. I’ve only made my feet tingle twice, but I’ve had that shooting feeling three times in the past hour. I’m going to bed now. I’m exhausted.Friday, January 30th, 1987-2:50 pm-This was the longest day I’ve had in my life. I told. Crawling out of bed, he threw the blanket over his shoulders as if he was cold and going to the washroom. Once outside, he stayed in the shadows, walking past the cabins, skirting the sports field until he arrived at the shore of the lake near where he asked Linda to meet him. Looking at his watch, he saw he was a few minutes early and settled down to wait."Hi, Tom."Tom nearly jumped out of his skin as he turned around. Linda was standing behind him, already naked. "Jeez, Linda, you scared me. It's dark, warm, and wet: with stacks of detergent boxes and broken appliances on the floor and tools hanging on the walls. Who cares? AJ is kissing me. AJ is kissing me with the lover's kisses I've been aching for. AJ is touching me and I'm alive. Everyplace his hand reaches seems to tremble on its own. Each breast is his as he fondles me. He lifts the dress and his hands are in my panties describing the curve from my waist down to back of my thighs. When he gets between my legs I'm. Now I am working on the words for the sequel to "The Great Coach In The Sky." It's all about how life is like a football game and we are the footballs and God is going to throw our asses one last time. It will be titled, "The Last Pass In My Life." Now this is clever, even if I do say so myself and I do say so, myself.Now, about my gold plated dream about having my own personal gold plated garbage truck. Okay, here is what all the fuss and fury is all about. I was driving a garbage truck for.