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Safe SexShe couldn't stop thinking about it--John Wayne Bobbitt's penis lying in a field. It haunted her. She wondered what the weather had been like that day. Had it rained? Was the field muddy? Did they have to brush dirt off of it? Pick out stubborn pieces of gravel that had become embedded in the soft flesh? And how soft was it? If it was flaccid when Lorena cut it off, did it get more so as the blood drained out of it?She preferred to think of it as hard, even though she knew that was physi...