Actually, I am not always someone else. When I am Kelly, I am someone else. When Wayne drops by, I am me – unless I am Kelly – but then all I ca... see is Wayne. I don’t know for sure if Wayne is his name because he has never said it, but that is what I call him. Kelly calls him “Master.”My doctors say that Kelly and Wayne are just hallucinations that occur during my seizures, but I know that they are real. When I hear that “music” playing softly in the distance and coming closer and closer,. Then, to my utter amazement, he proceeded to shake his penis up and down several times."What," I stammered, "are you shaking it for?"He grinned again, "Gotta make sure it's all out so I don't drip." Oh" I mumbled and blushed, hoping he had no idea how turned on I had gotten watching him pee, and then shaking his penis.He finished, turned, and walked right past me, not bothering to even try to cover himself. Although my eyes were riveted on his groin, I couldn't help but notice as he passed that. I had this wonderful sense of complete love come over me and the sure knowledge that I was going to...” She caught her breath and her eyes popped wide open. She looked like she was starting to panic. But no Katie looked out her eyes. Oh my! I knew what she was going to say. I looked at Kyle and we looked over at Blackfeather. He was bobbing his head up and down. Of course, he might have just been looking for another crumb. I got to my feet and came around by Kyle. We both knew. We knelt in. Her dancing was powerful and sexy, and the music made it even more so. From behind her, Sharon reached around and untied Carol’s robe. As it opened, we could see that she, too was painted head to toe in silver paint. Sharon then picked up the CD remote that had been left in the right place and started – believe it or not – Bolero. We all laughed, but were silenced when Carol put down her violin and they started dancing together, always seductive, never touching. Sharon had taught Carol a thing.