Every inch of me wants to say no — every inch, but the one inch more powerful than the rest. And its in that inch and in his touch that I come to understand a solitary truth. He doesn’t manipulate my powers, he provokes them. Because he provokes feeling in me. So much feeling. Infinite feeling. Most of it terrible. But not that last inch. Because it’s that inch that feels so wonderful its very existence is in defiance of nature itself.
