I really enjoyed prancing around when no one was home; I came savagely several times, usually with something big up my ass, all the time wishing I had...someone to play with.At that time I was still going to college. I was taking a Philosophy class that most people thought was boring. The class included several extra practice sessions for the exams, and the professor had hired a couple of Philosophy major students to take care of them. That is when I met Carlos. Carlos was one of those. "A screen came to life directly in line with my eyes. All I could see at that moment was the back of Josie's uniform. As she moved away I gasped — fully filling the screen was a picture of my pink floppy balls, held in place by a clip. The background (where I should have been) was a grid with the numbers 90, 120, 270 and 360 followed by the degree symbol — they were arranged with the 90 at 12 o'clock, the 120 at 3 and so on. The clip pointed to the 360 degree mark."Ladies and Gentlemen," it was. And he didn't want that. It would serve no purpose to lose control.When the clock said it was time for lunch, frustration and irritation still controlled his thoughts. He made his way out the back door and climbed into the SUV. He didn't tell Susan where he was going. In truth, he didn't know himself.He drove without purpose until he saw the billboard outside the big hotel. Thoughts of finding a decent café somewhere for a meal were discarded in favor of anesthetizing the pain.The dimly lit. It was apparent that this had taken an emotional toll on her normally stoic boyfriend.The group remained quiet as they waited for Janice Bennington to compose herself. They watched as her sobbing lessened and she began drying her eyes with a tissue. Finally, she collected herself enough to speak."Jen and I were identical twins. We did everything together. At least we did until she met a boy she knew my mother would never approve. I was in the living room the evening she started to tell Mom that.