I fully understand your point of view, and I will be keeping your identity a close secret.Sincerely,Robert.I put the letter down. I picked up and unfo...ded the column he had sent me to read. As I read it, I relaxed. The reporter had been very kind, and I knew I had someone in my corner from the media! Here is what it said:A Psychic's StoryByRobert SimpsonThe Bugler first became aware of this person, who signs all his correspondence simply 'The Psychic', months ago. I know, there are lots of. He looked at the bottles and exclaimed: "Two?" One seemed so mean - barely a couple of mouthfuls." Offering him some notes and coins she added: "Your change Professor Kershaw." How on earth do you know my name?" It's on your ticket."They both sat down on the edge of the bed (slightly closer together than before, he noted) and quickly despatched the first bottle. "And the raspberries - where did they come from?" One of the chefs in the galley slipped them to me as I was passing. So, professor,. Let’s put it behind us and enjoy our evening,” I said.Not being able to appreciate the show, I sat there and gazed at the stage for three hours. I was thinking of what occurred outside with the two thugs. Maybe Julie was right. We should have informed the officers.Once the show ended, we made our way out by the exit doors on the side of the theatre. As soon as we were on the street, that is when I tried to be more alert to what was occurring around us. Julie grabbed my arm, tugging herself. .The very sight of the boobs brought me over the edge, and I could feel my hairless scrotum contract violently as the first of several gleaming white ribbons shot high into the air to land with an audible thump on our legs as my body spas med convulsively and quivered; the muscles forcing the virgin seed out of my manhood in a bubbly dribble.I lay there gasping for air, until I felt her fingers resumed their activities on my now wilted organ. I was young Just the thought of being with her.