It's like I can see life without the all pain, but I don't want to visit it because then I would have to come back to reality. Does that make sense?" ...e said to me, as I was totally listening and understanding what he meant."Yeah, I get it, I totally know what you mean, cuz I wish and day dream about another world too, so I feel something too. What does that mean then?" I asked him.He paused, looking at my eyes, like the first time he looked at me at the grocery store when I was reading the. He strained to stretch his arm longer. SHIT! Someone was touching his leg. Matt's eyes flew open and he started. The jerking of his body was painful."Ow - FUCK!" Oh God, I'm sorry Matt. I didn't mean to surprise you. I'm sorry. Are you OK?" No. I'm not OK." As the wave of pain passed Matt looked at his guest. "Oh hi Diane. You just surprised me, I thought I was all alone. I'm alright." Diane was a year older than him. Gorgeous rather than cute, about 5' 7", lean but with nice hips and. Well, I say withdrew, but in truth we ran pell-mell back over the ridge, and to an observer it would seem we had broken and fled. It would appear Marshall Ney thought that the case, for he advised Napoleon to send in the Imperial Guard to finish off the British, and the battle.Behind the ridge our brigade was partly sheltered from the damaging artillery fire, and we stopped and turned to face the enemy. When the next, and final, infantry attack was mounted Napoleon’s Imperial Guard thought they. I understood what he meant – the brain really is the most powerful of all our erogenous zones! He rang me fairly regularly, every two or three months for the next year or so – I developed some interesting and obviously totally satisfying variations on my ‘show’ for him. Then there were simply no more phone calls – I have no idea what happened to Will, presumably he simply found a new, even better ‘showgirl’. But the idea of needing the stimulation of some sort of a ‘show’ affects different men.