Some of it sounds like snake oil to me, but I'm quite a bit more cynical than she is. One thing she suggested we after I'd been seeing her for six mon...hs was a very old treatment for female hysteria.I will let you look up female hysteria on Wikipedia, but the short part is until the 1920's, doctors didn't know what a female orgasm was. Since women didn't act like men, they decided women were nuts. Getting a 'pelvic massage' (masturbation) would mellow them out a bit. Too bad the doctors figured. Its beds were clean, its staff efficient, its food adequate. Multnomah Falls behind it was something of an attraction, and people did enjoy walking back to view them close up, but mostly people stopped there because they found themselves getting caught by nightfall while traveling along the river. No man outside the elders of the Church of the Denied knew it was the Church's headquarters. Those who did learn of it, did not live long outside the embrace of the Church, but then some did not live. Then she bit me! My mouth popped open and I glared at her, but I didn't say anything. She dragged her teeth down the length of my dick. This was not pleasant. Then she bit me again, harder, not enough to break the skin or anything, but it hurt. "OW!" I said.She pulled off me, glared at me evilly, and said, "You lose." She tried to get back on my dick, but I pushed her away. "I think I'm done," I said coldly, and got up and went back to my seat."What just happened?" Ms. T said."Nothing. Forget. I looked back at the room, “Anybody here NOT hungry?” I asked.Not a single hand went up. I sighed and turned back towards the veterans.“Guess I’m up.”One of them shrugged and told me, “Go for it, better you than me,” he laughed.I rolled my eyes and turned back towards the rest of them. There were eager looks coming my way. I had a reputation by this point. Hell, I had one almost from day one on account of my universe of origin, but never mind that. If anybody was going to get food for this.