Arms?Check.Legs?Check. Right leg hurts like fire, but it's definitely right where I left it.Fingers and toes?Check and check-check.My chest hurt like ...omeone used it to light off fireworks. The burn was going to be a problem if it kept up very long.Head – Ok, let's take that one slowly...HOLY CRAP!!!!!I've got a head, but it isn't nice.'So, ' I thought. 'How dead am I?'The answer to that question stumped me to the point that I put off opening my eyes and discovering who I was, this. And yet your moralistic mind was still making you feel frightened at your own feelings. Is that correct? TONYA: yes ANDY: all of what I just wrote? TONYA: it was an incredible feeling, but it didn’t come close to orgasmic. and yes my mind was making feel frightened about it ANDY: so, were you scared that you might cause a broken arm? TONYA: i wasn’t really thinking that way at the time, although the thought later crossed my mind. and i am very glad that i didn’t apply more pressure ANDY: you. A few days later Paula stood in a black long skirt suitwith a hat that covered her face with a veil. Even her hoseand heels were black. She continued whimpering like a puppyas her tears ran down her face. She had only wished thatgrandma had gone with an open casket rather than cremationso that she could have seen her one last time."Things are going to be okay." Ann said as Paula started tocry on her mother's shoulder. "It'll take time but the painwill become less after awhile."Sometime after. I sat down at my desk and lifted the receiver, then put it back down. Before I dialed the Stockholm number that I’d memorized years ago, I had to think further about what Anala had said. Was it indeed just a fantasy? Had I lied to myself for six years? And if so, what should I do about it?I thought back now, trying to be purely analytical, to eighth grade. I hadn’t started my journal until February of my Freshman year, nearly a year after I’d first been with Jennie McGrath and Birgit. But.