" Still," Julie said and took my hand and held it with both of her soft and delicate feminine hands, "I know I'm such a burden, and I don't mean to bo...her you…"We were so close and I don't know what overtook me, but soon I saw her eyes in mine. We slowly moved together like creeping glaciers unable to stop until our lips met. My arms moved around her back, as hers did with me and I was lost in my first real kiss. I didn't know what to expect, but she was of course practiced at this and the. Spied the .38 again, but left it be. The mere thought of holding the damn thing was too much. I’d been cured of guns during a run-in with my father’s 20 gauge shotgun when I was fifteen. But that’s another story for another time.”Brookpark, Ohio. 1970. Another time.Saturday afternoon.I was watching TV in my bedroom. I saw rapid movement in the hallway outside my door. The old man had flashed by and into my parent’s bedroom. The old man never moved fast. Ever.“Uh, oh.”The night before I’d gotten. I exposed the area and she just laughed. All I could say was, “How come I get the prettiest nurse possible just when it’s the last thing I need?” She gets close to see how much of the ring is available to cut. I can feel the heat from her face on my dick while she holds my shaft as she explores the area around the ring. She brought out some cutters and on seeing them I chocked, “No-way! You will need another idea.” She picked up the phone and askes the person on the other end to come to. .. I’m working hard to keep from drowning in self-pity. I know I deserve this, this and more, and it’s completely fair, but that doesn’t help much after hours of hanging here, no one talking to me, nothing but me and my thoughts.”“What about Twilla?”“I sent her away. She comes back to feed me, clean me, and exercise me, and to sleep with me at night, but I couldn’t see her just sitting here.”“She provided comfort, and companionship.”“I don’t really deserve either.”“Maybe, maybe not,” Amanda.