In a car with C. We’re “accidentally” sitting right up close to each other. She leans and puts her head on my stomach, which I can feel is slim and taut and muscley. As we get out we begin to embrace and touch each other, it’s wonderful, our bodies are beautiful. It’s so satisfying, it’s as if we’re eating each other with our hands. On a mission. There are magical objects and if you touch them, you go inside them. If their message is meant for you, you’ll receive it. If not, you’ll be lead astray.