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“Come on, wind me up again!” “You know there isn’t *actually* a key on your back, right?” “Um… I *sort of* know that. But I can even feel it clicking when you wind me. And it feels so *neat* to be wound up. Please, will you do it for me?” “Well… you get a bit weird when you’re wound up…” “Oh, please! I’ll be good.” I paused, grinning. “How good?” ...

This is a true story of myself. I chose to write about it as a cathartic way to understand how I got to where I am now. For some it may be arousing, others appalling, to some you may understand. It’s my story and I have tried to include as much as I could. I chose not to include all the mental thoughts because in order to tell the story you need to see the whole picture. ...