One dimension is a point. Two dimensions is a plane. Three dimensions is space—x, y, and z axes. Supposedly you can plot any point in space if you k...ow the coordinates.The canvas is a flat surface—a plane. So, we call paintings two-dimensional. That’s a little like saying the eye only sees two dimensions. After all, the human eye is nothing but an array of light receptors on a concave surface. Still we see life in three geometric dimensions. But in art, there are actually five dimensions.. We didn’t talk much. I imagine we were thinking the same thing. He was right. Julian couldn’t have cared about him after all, even after eight so very close years. Julian wrote him, saying it’s over, don’t try to contact me, it was fun, but there are other things and other people I have to attend to, Cheerio, Julian. Cheerio, indeed! I threw the dreadful offal letter in the fire immediately. It burned a stench into this very room that is still lingering. What a bastard to do such a thing. What. Steve didn't seem to realize that many folks knew if he was fucking Pam at parties, he was doing her at home, too. Oh, yeah, he was sure doing her at home all right.After Pam's mother died, Steve no longer had that normal source of sexual intercourse, so he turned to Pam even more for sexual release. Before Pam married, she'd sometimes spend the night in Steve's bed or he'd come to her place and spend all night. Not much sleeping would take place in either setting. Steve was quite well-endowed. I’d only been in here once before, where a Guy I met directed me into all kinds of wild situations… I may tell that story one day…At the end of the corridor was the cubicals, this is where most of the guys would hang out. But it wasn’t where I wanted to go. I always started in the video room.I went in and sat down. There were a few Guys and Gurls watching the screen on the wall… The movie was pretty hot, fairly standard shemale stuff.. but the girls were cute and the Guys were manly… Eventually.