Before long we began to discuss other topics, and the conversation got more personal. I told herabout my recent break-up from my now former girlfrien...d, and from what she understood of the relationship she said that it was the right thing to do.Then she started telling me about her husband, who was an engineer for a globalcompany who fairly regularly had to travel to Asia - especially Japan often for weeksat a time. She'd said it wasn't ideal, but that it wouldn't be so bad if she wasn't. He imagined himself in that room, taking part in the abuse. Whether the "rape" was real or not, he imagined it as being authentic with him as one of the perpetrators. This was completely out of his character. Sure, what he did to Christi was a sleazy move, but he could never rape anyone or even fantasize about it. Yet here he was, dreaming of the role he would play.He imagined himself pulling her by her ankles across the filthy wet mattress and forcing his manhood into her gaping anus,. " Yeah, uh, a short fat thingy." Circumcised?" Uh, yeah."Fred laughs in disgust, "Yeah, right!"Jamie hangs his head in silence, then shouts, "Just fuck off!"Jeff softly says, "So that's the word?"Jamie mutters something that couldn't be understood.Jeff gently asks, "Speak up Jamie." I know he wanted me a year ago." That's all?" Once I tried to get something going. He just looked at me in horror."Fred sighs deeply, "Thanks Jamie."Tears start rolling down Jamie's face so Jeff lays a hand on his. “Can you see this?”“See what?”Well, that answered that question. For some reason, the fatigue seemed to deepen when he did that. He rubbed his eye again, and from the look on Tin’s face, she appeared to be able to see him again. “What happened to the road?” she asked. “It just suddenly changed when you reappeared.”Noah put his hand over his eye again, not rubbing it, but just covering it. He repeated the experiment, making a mess of the road. “Can you see any difference in the road?”“No.” He.