We must be taught to escape thought, so that we might escape will, so that we might escape desire, so that we might escape suffering. We need to escap... suffering, so we need to escape thought. The cessation of thought, the obliteration of will is the ultimate fulfillment.’ Natasha petted Jessica’s temples with one hand and her breasts with the other, evoking flashes of memory for mere heartbeats before Exercise One obliterated them along with all her other thoughts. Intense, fast-forming. It’s not done out here, it is the country, you know”. “Ah…”, James broke in, “We’re not a couple, despite my efforts, but Chris is just too straight for me to even find a kink”. “Right”, Amanda smiled, “Well, I had to ask, I sort of sensed your…..disposition. Oh, but we only have a double bed.” “Sounds like the barn for you then Chris”, laughed James. “I think I prefer it the other way round”, I told him. “Oooh..you never told me”, he guffawed. At the farm, Amanda introduced us to Jeff,. After what seemed like a mile we ended up in a small clearing in the middle of the field. A small clubhouse was built there and inside the clubhouse was a mattress, flashlights, electric lanterns, and three pornos. Cameron leaned over to me, "Want to look at these??" Wow, where did you get these?"He gave a half-cocked smile and said, "I actually stole them from a truck stop when I went on vacation last summer." He paused for a second and said, "So... do you want to look at them?" Sure," I said,. If only my personal life could be as successful as my army life. I was musing on that fact when I next rang home and spoke to my mother, a few days after the sergeants mess dance."You know what them bastards 'ave been an gorn and done?" My mother shouted as soon as I started to speak. She answered her own question, which was just as well as I hadn't a clue what she was going on about. (gorn = East London pronunciation of 'gone')"They've only been an gorn and kicked the poor cow out'er 'ouse,.