I think Ive always loved you. I know Ive wanted to kiss you since I was very young. Ever since I learned about sex and began touching myself you have ...been the only person I could think about. I imagine kissing you and touching you just like this and now it is real. Im so happy right now it doesnt matter if you dont love me back I want to show you what it is like to be with someone who really does love you more than anything.. anyone else in the world. I was touched. I didnt know what to think,. After she had to leave, this story came to mind. We arranged to meet at a restaurant. I asked how I would be able to recognize you. You replied you will know when you see me. We decided to meet at 8:00 PM. I got off work and hurried to get ready. I was going crazy, I had never done anything like this before. What would she think, would she even show up. I sat at the restaurant in anticipation. My heart was pounding in my chest. I looked at my watch, it was 8:45. I have been stood up I thought.. I reached back to the hole in my other leg. It felt hot. I knew it was infected.There was room to sit up and I ate my berries, naked, in the dark. They might be my last meal. I reconciled myself to making this alcove my final resting place. It was almost as if it was designed for me. I dipped my empty boot in the water and drank from it. The water was sweet and warm, better than any water I could remember. I rolled over and poured the rest on the hole in the back of my leg, then scooted closer. Once I was walking right, and my feet were killing me badly enough, she let me back in the room. I guess that damn plug really does help me move like a woman.By that time, it was after five and we went to the meeting room and set up the table with pads and pens. She told me that I should look like I was taking notes and serve coffee and soft drinks, but that she would be taking the actual notes for the record. I would be introduced as a trainee, and if I played my part, Chuck wouldn't give me.