In retrospect, and with the distance of time, I know of the other options I could have taken. I could have suggested he get the dog fixed. I could hav... suggested he take the dog to the man who trained him. There were plenty of other logical explanations I might have made to save Rex’s life. I know, too, I did not have to lie and tell him I wanted to fuck the dog. But my mind was addled from the fall and I couldn’t let Rex be put down. He was, all things considered, an innocent. I could not say. I blew him. I guess I felt like I had to because he expected it, and I was nervous about what he’d do if I didn’t. I told Jared what happened. He was so angry for a long time and almost broke up with me. Eventually he forgave me and made me never see the guy again.Later in college, one of my professors got me to help him with a project in his office. After the second day working with him, he kissed me. I wanted to tell him to stop, that I had a boyfriend, but I couldn’t speak. He kept. In my fantasy world, I included my class girls; other girls in the different classes and slowly the list contained my lady teachers and other women in the neighborhood. Almost every night I masturbated thinking about some woman I saw during the day. One day after seeing my half-sister in a semi naked condition in the bathroom, I started dreaming about her and unbeknown to me I started fantasizing about the other members of the family. The stimulation that I derived by thinking about people whom. Yep, it was interesting.Following year her boyfriend was gone and Linda and I started hanging out together... mostly bridge and coffee. One time I shared my woes with her about the girl that I was dating at the time with whom I couldn't get past first base. I remember her saying I had to stop hanging about with younger girls--Linda was older than I by two or three years. Nothing now but a bigger deak then,Anyway, one day over bridge she invited me over to her place for dinner and, of course, I.