. Doctor Jensen,you've got to pull yourself together. My mind is spread too thin. I haveno body, and I must scream." Where am I? It's illogical that I...can 'feel' the dark, cold emptinessaround me, yet here it is. I remember the explosion, the force thatshatters and scatters my consciousness to the wind. Everything else islost. There was a woman, and a man, and a machine. Something went wrong.Something always goes wrong." I am the Big Bang. As a tiny spigot tapping into an otherworldlydimension. We had gotten into Baltimorelate the night before. I was nervous, knowing full well why we came here. Love had me get dressed in my vanilla enough leather outfit – leatherpants and leather jacket go well with Love's motorcycle. We got on, with himin front of course, and he handed me my helmet. I saw that he covered the insideof the face shield with pictures – the center one had me naked exceptfor a blindfold, and tied to the bed. Others were of models in various bondagepositions. With those. ’ ‘Kevin.’ ‘Thank you, Kevin. I guess I can’t help you with the answers you’re looking for, but I know they’re out there. I hope you will find your peace.’ With that, Lydia walked past me, and as she went by she looked up and into my eyes. For a moment, I thought she would kiss me. But she kept going, down the stairs, out the door, and, I thought, out of my life. That Saturday evening, my doorbell rang. I was watching TV, wearing only boxers and a white t-shirt. I went to the door and saw Lydia. I was instantly aroused to her touch, and was feeling very excited about what was going to happen next. The sexual tension just became too much for me to resist! She then rattled off a half dozen inquisitive questions, faster than I could absorb them. “Why are you so HARD?” “I mean, why, are you hard NOW?” “How OFTEN does this happen?” “Is IT, uncomfortable?” “When will the SWELLING, go down?” “Can I HELP?” Her innocence was refreshing, and her curiosity seemed warm and sincere to me. I.