"Sylvia spoke again, "I have some ice cream that we can have for dessert, Richard. Would you like some?" No thanks, again, Sylvia. I enjoyed the meal,...and now I'm a little full." But you're not thinking of leaving already?" For the first time she appeared uneasy."Oh no, I just don't want any ice cream, but I'm not ready to go yet."They looked at one another through the candles. Now it was Richard's turn for ambiguity. Sylvia looked back at him through the candlelight, possibly searching for. I rub my hand up and down you arm as I feel the length of your body pressed against mine, touching at shoulder, sides, hips and thighs."Where are we off to?" you ask.I smile to myself, happy that the night has finally started. "Well, first we are off to a concert at the Kennedy Center, Yo Yo Mah is playing tonight and I thought some Cello music would be a good start."With that you smile and lean your head against my shoulder, holding my arm with your hands. I lean my head against the top of. He said that if I would give him a box filled with electronics pieces and parts he could design and build anything I wanted. I noticed him keep reaching inside his jacket to his waist and moving his hands around. I asked him what he was doing and he showed me.Under his jacket he wore a vest. It was canvas and looked like a duck hunter type vest. I was a double layer and he had knobs mounted on the front of it. These controlled the wattage going to heating coils sewn into the vest on his kidney. And towards the end of 1988, when Bill was 19, he managed to find an 18-year-old girl, named Julie, who happened to like and "appreciate" his strange-looking hypospadic penis, almost as much as his twin sister did.Bill also managed to knock Julie up while they were out on their fifth date together, which was only the second time that he ever had sexual intercourse with her. Bill later found out that Julie had been secretly wanting to get impregnated, long before he ever met her. And so she had.