Inevitably, this brought us on to the subject of relationships but he knew enough about my recent events that even this was an OK topic. I expressed s...me surprise that he was stolidly single – genuine surprise rather than the polite platitudes I think he might have expected: He was a bright, intelligent bloke, funny when he wanted to be and, as I put it to him, not bad looking for a dwarf. Even that got me no more than a guffaw in return – well, a guffaw and something acerbic about my own. I'd be emotionally insulated again. I'd used this wall for most of my life, closing myself off from caring about others. Maybe not from caring, but from showing them anything I might feel for them.I looked at my watch, it was ten thirty, and I had completed construction of all three of my walls. I felt an emotional numbness. My legs were tired from my long walk, but I knew now where I was, and where I'd been heading. I was on the road to Holton, no more than six or seven miles from the Clement. The gate is the source of paranormal phenomena that have puzzled scientists through history. It also gave humans access to the quantum realm, where the portal to the Companion's universe resided. During meditation, and sleep, the subconscious slightly cracks that gate open, and listens to the buzz of billions of humans unconsciously broadcasting thoughts. The common phrase, 'sleep on it, ' is good advice for a tried and true method of finding answers to difficult questions. The unconscious mind. He continued, “He’s your employee, right?”I nodded again.“But she does what you tell her to do? She lets you feel her up ... right in front of her husband?!” he asked.I smiled and said, “Yeah. She’s my little sex slave. They’re both my slaves, actually. They both do whatever I tell them to do.”Carl shook his head. Even though I’m sitting here playing with Kylie’s pussy after baring her breasts my new friend is skeptical. He sat back in his chair and exclaimed, “You’re shittin’ me, right?”I.