He told me to get dressed and not to ask him any questions, because he had to concentrate to be able to get us out of wherever we were. I was pretty s...re we were underground, and suspected it was Cheyenne Mountain, because of the Air Force uniforms I’d seen on a few personnel. When I saw the size of the facility as we left (it took us an entire hour to get to the front door of the place) I was staggered. I, too, had been kept alone, except when I was being questioned. The interrogators were. The next-to-last thing on Stan's list was his desire to see Petco Park, the new ballpark in San Diego. I tried to get us in for a tour, but couldn't do it. A few days before he died, I rented an ambulance and a crew for the evening, and we went to the first baseball game played there. It was a college game, between the University of Houston and San Diego State University. About thirty-three thousand people were there, including Stan, an attendant, and I. It shattered by 50% the previous record. For, the pain that one person can put on another is almost always coupled with mental anguish, from which there is no escape, no inoculation, and no medication.My name is Bill Wilson and I'm a dentist. I was married to a menstrual nymphomaniac for ten years, we dated for three before that; her name is Melody.I had a best friend since the third grade, he and I were partners in business after having been very best friends most of our lives, his name is Pete Stone. His wife's name is Marsha.My. So I explained again to Nathan what was going to happen and that I would have to expose and touch him to remove this catheter.All was going well Nathan was a great patient, he was gentle soul. He reminded me of a big teddy bear. So I pulled over the table with my tray of stuff to begin. I reached over and pulled up Nathan's gown to expose his penis. This isn't exactly something I like doing. It's a little painful and I've seen some pretty small and nasty looking dicks. When I picked up.