Suffice it to say Peter drove meto school, which wasn't as awful as it could've been thanks to it being thelast day of term and all. When it was over ... caught a bus to the nearestUnderground station, and took the tube into town. Getting off at PiccadillyCircus, I plunged into Soho and headed straight for the street where themagic shop lay.It wasn't there.Oh, the newsagent and the porn store were where they should've been, butall that lay between them was an air gap. One inch wide."This isn't. ...Es war ein Freitag und ich hatte, wie eigentlich jedes Wochenende, nichts geplant. Dank meiner lieben Schwester lud mich eh keiner zu irgendeiner Party ein und mittlerweile war mir das auch ganz Recht wenn ich einfach nur meine Ruhe hatte.So saß ich also mal wieder in meinem Zimmer und bastelte an meinem Quadrocopter. Das gute Stück hatte ich selbst entworfen, gebaut und immer weiter verfeinert. Mittlerweile war ich richtig gut darin ihn zu fliegen und durch meine kleinen Verbesserungen war. I was feeling very comfortable with these people, just like I had known them all my life and they were obviously feeling very comfortable with me. They set an extra place for me and started quizzing me about how I came to be on this road at this time. They agreed that while each of my decisions seemed reasonable as I made it, it was a miracle that I was still alive, especially since some sections of the road had deep ditches which tended to be full of water which now had only a thin crust of. "While these phrases were not directly spoken to me, I heard the message loud and clear. Every time as much as a kiss appeared on the screen, the television was promptly turned off. Harsh criticisms were voiced of any affections witnessed in public. I never saw my father kiss my mother. Bible verses choked out my cravings at nighttime when my fingers wanted to roam freely underneath the privacy of my covers. The teachings, God sees you, even in darkness, stopped me. I am sexually repressed..