The torch fell from my hand.I staggered back from the bed until I collided with an IV trolleybehind me and both myself and the object toppled to the f...oor.?Alex!? Kristi squealed and raced around the bed to reach me, lyingsomewhat prostrate where I fell, and attempted to assist me up.?Alex. What happened?? She asked as she strained to right me. I was oflittle assistance as all I could think to do was say ?No? repeatedly.?No! No! No! No! No!??Alex!? Kristi yelled it. She was trying to break the. Should I tell a lie? Don't be stupid, Dude. That would be totally stupid on the stupid scale. What was so bad about squeezing one out now and again? Didn't everyone do it?"Uh yes, sort of," I replied, "Sometimes. Maybe. Not often. Not a lot."Doctor Meadows smiled and I knew she could read me like a book. "And how often is not often or not a lot?"If I was digging that hole, my ass would be halfway to China by now. I sort of shrugged as I knew Mom was staring intently at me. "Um, lately, I'd say. All this I permit, even encourage, because we all know that, in the end, what I say goes.There is one important constraint on this freedom of speech: the complete inability of my girls to offer any moral judgment on me. This is not of my doing; rather, it seems to be imposed by FUCK. It can be quite limiting. It means that if I ask a girl's honest advice about what I ought to do, the course of action she recommends will be the one she thinks will make me happy.For instance, girls planning brief. Janine, stop now! She sat up on her bed, inhaling deeply. Even without any further commands from Brad, she felt like she was losing herself. What a dangerous command he had left her with. I bet that deep down inside you really want me to do all those nasty things to you, and by tomorrow you’ll be begging me for it. It was six in the morning and their appointed meeting was a whole hour and a half away. Ninety minutes of which her subconscious could usurp control from her and make her imagine all.