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The vibrations started to fade, and I quickly moved the glowing outline arms and hands back to my chest. It felt exactly as if I slipped on long-sleeved gloves, and then I could move my physical arms. I did not want to get caught outside-even just my arms—without the vibrations. I do not know what would happen, if anything, and maybe 1 do not want to find out. 5/5/60 Night Several times, I had felt someone, a body, warm and alive, pressed against my back the moment I left the physical body. After my experience with the "thought forms" and the otherst I had naturally become quite cautious. Each time I felt this "entity" on my back, I quickly moved back into the physical. I was sure that it was more of the "thought children" or perhaps some sex-distorted being, although I had detected no sexual overtones. 1 was prudent, not exactly prudish, but certainly frightened. The latter impression was confirmed when I noticed that the face resting on the back of my non-physical neck had whiskers! Strong whiskers, like a man needing a shave. Also, I could hear the panting of his breath right in my ear. This was no mild thought-child. This was an adult male, panting with passion, thoroughly sexually deviated or why would he pick on me, another male? Would I have felt differently if it had been a female form? In all honesty, I'm sure I would have. I will have to get him away from me, 5/22/60 Night The whiskers were the clue! I need no longer worry about the "man" on my back. He's still there, but now I know who he is. This time, after being scared back into the physical some five times, I got up a little more courage. I moved out slowly, just out of the physical, and felt the body on my back the same as before, the whiskered head on the back of my neck, the panting in my ear. Carefully, so the movement would not be taken as a hostile one, I reached back and moved the palm of my hand over the face behind me. It had whiskers, and they were very real. The panting continued, the body stayed there pressed to my back, so I re-entered the physical. I sat up physically, and thought about it. As I did so, I pensively moved my hand across my chin. I needed a shave, I thought absently, then stopped. I rubbed my chin again. The feeling was too familiar. Just exactly the same as when I rubbed the chin of—could it be? Then I noticed that my throat was dry, as if I had been breathing through my mouth, as one does when . . . There was one way to find out. I lay down, and after a short while, I was able to generate the vibrations. Slowly I moved out of the physical. Yes, I felt it. There was the body again, the whiskers against my neck, the panting in my