I felt my hands hover over the keypad - just do it.“16 Cadzow Place” appeared as if watching someone else type.2 minutes...“Postcode?”“EH7 5...N”2 minutes... “got u - c u in 20 min. I'll txt u outside.” My heart jumped, dropped but, instead of the solid wet thud of its immovable mass hitting reality, it kept falling… and dissipated.I glanced at the photo of Helen on the table: I knew nothing would ever be the same again, I'd want more. I already wanted more.My mind whirred: it was just for sex -. John stood over him, shaking his head in disgust, muttering, "dumb schmuck." FREEZE. POLICE" The voice was authoritative, loud and female. "Put your hands on the back of your head - slowly. NOW!"Now back up, slowly, move toward my voice - slowly. Stop," the voice commanded.John felt a hand grab his and pull it down and around to the small of his back. The naked feel of metal encircled his wrist and the same maneuver was repeated with his other hand. Now restrained by the handcuffs, the voice. And my, did I enjoy my first trip to the Ladies Room. Though, that is one that I won’t be sharing with you. A few more trips into the Ladies Room and I became aware that suddenly, I preferred it. The women so much more friendly there, the solidarity when a guy entered the room, the joy as he was successfully kicked… Ahhh. This was more my style. Then one day a little while after I first entered, a name I remembered from the regular chat rooms from before I took a break on Lush… You know who. There was a small icon of flame on it. "Heat. One ofmy favorite. The fear of being burned lies in the very depths of the humanmind. It's a primal instinct." While he was speaking, the doctor took outfour long needles from the cart. "Now, I willpierce your testicles with these needles." He said and pulled down my ballsac, forcing the testicles to bulge out. Then the doctor slowly pressed thefirst needle into my red and swollen ball. "No,pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeee" The pain hit me with a tremendous.