Was my obsession a perversion or a Obsessive Compulsive Disorder (OCD). I watched a movie called crash when I was thirteen, too young I know, but in ...the scene the girl wearing calipers asks for help to get in to the convertible, her legs constrained with the metal braces and her short skirts rode high up her upper thighs and exposed her crotch, for me seeing that seemed to fulfill a sexual desire as it was no coincidence people told me I looked like her or she reminded them of me, seeing and. The men were assembled in a group, talking sports and telling lies, and the women — who were taking care of the food — were talking children and telling just as many lies."Where are your children?' Sara asked one of the women."Oh, they're at home. We don't let them come here, of course, ' she replied."'Of course?' Why not?' Sara asked."Well, we don't want them to get involved in things too early, you know. It's just not a good idea.'"How old are they? And what do they do while you're here at. And you'll never get back. Even when those hormones shriveled your testicles and they had tobe removed, even then you kept thinking there's a road back. Butthere isn't.-Margo, don't you ever want to be married to a man again?-Oh, honey, ever is such a long time from now. Donna and I didagree fairly early that getting married was probably a mistake forboth of us. But we do believe that marriage is for life, that youmake your commitments and you stand by them. I do, anyhow. And Iknow Donna. He saw things performed in the shadows that no sane man would believe. He crept around the edges of the terror, he observed, and he became a believer. When he left Haiti, he knew that he would never return, not even if someone put a gun to his head. He believed. That is why he would never return.So far this thing with the ancient Indian couple was harmless, nothing like he'd seen in Haiti. Harmless, but real. Obviously they were trying to get his attention. It was becoming quite apparent to him.