The music festival goes on without anything exciting happening, outside of awesome performances of course. We get all loaded up and back on the buses....I sit back in the same seat as I did before but the seat with all the uniforms has switched to where I would of sat. Instead in front of me, is Melissa and Jessica. A short time after departing for home, Melissa slides next to me. “Yes may I help you?” I ask playfully. “Jessica is asleep so I am giving her the seat, hope you don’t mind.” She says. "It was my fault Mr. Payne. I was teasing her, and started tickling her. When she got away from me I jumped on her and the bed gave out."Harold just shook his head. "Just get out of here for now. I'll see what I can do."The girls shuffled out of the room, head down. They picked up the pile of applications they'd been working on and headed downstairs.Harold meanwhile surveyed the damage. It looked like nothing major. It was an old bed frame and one of the cross-members had come apart. The metal. I knew what she wasthinking but I had to be sure. If I fucked up, I couldnever be the same around my mother. Our relationshipwould be ruined and I would be forever embarrassed.But I thought as mom stared at my crotch smiling, itwas her who had taken me to the doctor at 14, toinquire about my massive 10 inch penis that curved tothe left when it was hard.Bent Nail syndrome, the doctor had told us. It wouldcorrect itself as I grew older. Back then my unclesused to say I was “ruined,”. After further attempts with everyone else, the only ones I could communicate with were Mary, Linda, Jessica, Jamie and Emmy. With Bob in my head, he could hear my side of the conversation but not the others.That made sense, since we were both in the same dimension. I tried to explain that to Bob but he still didn’t understand until I explained everything that happened to the six of us.He thought about everything for a minute then asked, “I wonder if you would be able to communicate with, say.