I can be obsessive about my body. It’s hard for some people to handle – me living the way I do, looking the way I do...”Now we’re on the stree... – a cold day in Edinburgh, that same woman but now fully clothed and covered up by a long overcoat, her hair flowing loose over her shoulders, still plenty of make-up but nothing to compare with her stage look ... And she’s walking a fantastic looking Doberman.Her voice-over continues as she tells us her story, “I’ve had boyfriends, and I’ve tried. I answered the door and it was thelady across the street and two houses down, her name wasTammy. Tammy came in where I and my husband Sam were sittingthere having our morning coffee and said, “Hi guys, Iwould like to talk to Lynn alone in private about girlstuff if that’s ok?” Sam said, “Sure, I’ll just go out to the shop and dosomething so you ladies can talk your girl stuff inprivate!” And he left the house. When he was gone Tammy said, “Lynn, Robbie. I could tell she had been watching a video because the remote was on the coffee table (it was a wired remote back then on that VCR model). Debbie woke with a start and her eyes got real big as she noticed Gene was with me. She sat up quickly and realized what was happening. She told me later that as she watched the video she had decided that tonight was not the night but must have fallen asleep with the garage light still on. She also realized that she wasn't dressed for company. Debbie was. She had felt a connection with him that made her automatically comfortable.Diun had not had to try with her. Everything had felt so natural and he had truly enjoyed it. It was not simply lust but something different, something more. Finding this feeling interesting and wonderful he dwelled on it living in the moment.Like gas to a flame the dark flame he had used to win so many battles sprang forth showing on each hand at first. It was made from psychic energy that he had learned to control over.