But I don’t know. I just know that after a daze I found myself looking at a road sign indicating that if I took this exit, I would be on the road to...Tulsa, Oklahoma. Even though it was still pretty much winter, the A/C on the Caddy was working overtime to keep the temperature bearable in the huge car. The weather was stifling in its heat. Or maybe it was me.I decided that I wanted a night in a hotel, a bed and a shower. After several days on the road I needed a change of pace, and I didn’t want. Sam liked me too, fortunately for me. Susan would kill me if he didn't. He took me on a bus tour that lasted four hours. It was agony, with mysatin imprisoned little penis, crushed between my legs, and sinking into thatplush seat. I could not help but wince. I hoped that he would not notice. It grew late, and we got back to his hotel. I looked at the clock and wasamazed to see that it was nine pm already. I made a comment about how fastthe day had gone with him. He grinned at me, and. I just mumbled, "mm-hm."I then heard my former body over in the corner of the room starting toprotest. Dave just walked over to me/him, and kicked him square in theface. "Just shut up you sick son-of-a-bitch." And there was quiet fromthat corner of the room.Because of the 9-1-1 call, several of them actually, the police andambulance were on scene rather quickly. I was gingerly placed on agurney, and rushed to the nearest hospital. Steven, (the former me) wasrushed off to a place that I am. If she wanted to file for a divorce, that was fine with me. For all appearances, the only thing of our bliss-less lives left to split were some anemic 401(k) retirement accounts that I had carefully nurtured to their near catatonic state. They were window dressing and worth little to me. She could have them, I just wanted to give her something to 'take' from me, one last time and be done with it. To all appearances and for all intents and purposes, I had put my entire soul and existence into my.