" W-what do you mean?" The idea of talking to some disembodied voice does not, strangely enough, bother you nearly as much as the voice itself."Simply...put, this is the thought space. This is where thoughts become reality. Whatever you think here can and will become your new reality. However, you can not simply create reality the way you want it. There are certain...rules that must be followed." What kind of rules exactly?" To be honest, there is but one rule." And that would be?" Simply put,. .. No, I think you'll realise yourself exactly what I began to appreciate, as I got a little older. And what was to prove to be the driving force that brought my artistic side to the fore.Anyway a few minutes after I'd joined the gang – probably when someone had moved the conversation back to that damned dance evening again -- I happened to glance in Mel's general direction, and -- just for an instant -- locked eyes with her. That was the first time I can recall that she gave me ... well, 'the. What's in it?"Wendy brought out her grandmothers recipe box. "It's under L."With sufficient prodding, Seven was induced to read it ... in Finn.Wendy translated."1 small cabbage, shredded.1⁄4 cup minced onion.2 tablespoons salted butter2 tablespoons molasses2 teaspoons saltWhite pepper to taste1⁄4 teaspoon fresh ground marjoram1⁄4 teaspoon allspice1⁄4 teaspoon nutmeg1 pound lean ground beef1 cup breadcrumbs1⁄2 cup whole milk2 eggs, beaten2 tablespoons grated parmesan cheesePreheat oven to 350. I removed my shorts and picked up my towel and razor. I stepped into the double shower near the rear which had a bench. I turned on the water to adjust the water temperature. My back was turned as I worked up a lather to cover my balls and dick. I felt hands on my cheeks and turned and saw Louis.Louis took a seat on the bench and picked up my razor and pulled me over by my hips. Louis looked at me, “Zak I am going to do you a favor and shave your pubic hair so stay relaxed.”I was looking down.