About fifteen feet from the edge was another man in a dark suit. He held a corded mic and paced impatiently. When I saw him, I knew this was a TV show...called 'The ReDating Game'. A flurry of details rushed at me that fleshed out the story. They answered the questions about why he was there; how he got there; who arranged it etc.? I saw the answers in a flutter of several less distinct images.In a final major and clear image, I saw our leading man and his long lost love. They looked like eight. " So here is what we need to do, step one - I have discussed this withTina and we want you to visit a hypnotherapist, once a week will be fine,this is required as part of your condition management program, we need toget your stress levels down which in turn will bring down your bloodpressure." We would like to recommend Dr Jane Walker as your therapist, she's localand we have referred several other clients to her with excellentresults." Step two - Diet, combined with weight loss supplements and. As you feel yourself getting close, you slowly stand up and turn to face me, placing your hands on my neck and shoulders, partly to show affection, partly to steady yourself. ‘Let me do something for you now’ you say with a smile. I look deep into your eyes as I slowly push you back to onto the bed and lay my body on top of yours. Closing my eyes, I hunt for your lips with mine and kiss you softly, and then not-so-softly. Working my way across your cheek and up your neck, I nibble gently on the. Success will be our seed dripping from your anuses. Do you understand?"Both of them were surprised; we'd come up with a real winner, I figured. "What about lubrication?" Yvonne asked."Ask and ye shall receive," I replied, in accordance with the rules discussion, "There is a small replicator over there." I pointed out the unit on a nearby wall. "Have you ever had anal sex?" I asked her."No. My husband wasn't ... adventurous," she murmured, blushing."And where is he?" I asked."Earth," she.