i screamed again as he dived even deeper inside me , burrowing down farther and farther , drilling into every single part of my mind , my body , my heart and soul , until i could almost see the bright purple spark at the center of my being start to take on an ugly red tint . i was a fucking twenty-nine-year old man . the younger man balled his fists but said nothing . i am the opposite , i love managing the business end of things and would rather not be cooking . '' what fun was there in that ? 