Relax. Don’t forget to breathe. Go slow, keep breathing and try to push out. Remembering Paul’s instructions, I lay on my side in bed, trying to keep my breathing steady. The door was locked, the shades drawn closed, my body covered by my bedsheet. For all the wild exhilaration and hunger that had filled my days since things started, I still felt a need to hide, to protect myself from prying eyes. Use lots of lube. Look i...