081013 #dog *HIM's hands against my testicles were dry and warm, coarse and faintly electric. However the blade, when it came, was all ice and steel. I thought, absurdly, briefly, about the psychological implications of the whole scenario, in a metaphoric sense, and then it was all over, I was flying, my guts dropped out, a scream I'd never imagined wrenched itself from my throat, I was nude, I was naked, I was cherry red and younger than zero. I passed out.*