The climax was intensely delirious and more satisfying than any masturbation he had ever experienced. The milking machine ceased stroking him and coll...ected his squirt of semen into a small insulated specimen jar. His penis twitched with joy for a few moments, then relaxed in size while the sucking machine loosened its' mechanical grasp. One of the women plucked the filled jar from the machine and gave it to Dominique, who studied it briefly and deposited the sample into a portable cooler under. (thwap!) Something hard landed on his head and he jumped up brushing his hair thinking some seagull had just shit on him. But his hands were clean. He looked around at this lunch, now on the grass and his water bottle tipped over and spilling slowly out on the bench. There was also something else...there was, a device?It looked like a step counter, or a kitchen alarm clock? It had a tiny LCD screen and three keys on it. It might be a kind of "pager", wasn't that a thing? If it was it was. This Chapter is more for those who like to really get into their stories. Thus, this is Ch. 0 and not 1. Feedback is always appreciated! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chapter 0. –Preface As a kid, I always hung out with four other kids from my neighborhood. We would do absolutely everything together… ride bikes, play baseball, and various other things to pass the time. Jim and I were neighbors and the closest of friends. We were constantly trying to outdo each other in whatever it was we would do.. An olive-skinned woman in a white gauzy dress jumps over the flames and lands in a split in the middle of the stage. She dances through the song and does a striptease revealing a very hard body. Her breasts stand firm and proud from her chest. They never wiggle as she dances around. Mary and Marcy lean into me and proclaim them as fake. The music fades and the lights changed to blue. Smoke or fog covers the stage. Witchy woman by the Eagles starts playing. The dancer brings out a stand with a.