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18 but still unsteady, and as she circled the table she stubbed her toe painfully against it. Looking down at her foot, she noticed in surprise that the floor was covered with sawdust. God, she thought, this isn’t even a real floor! With a bit more awareness, Pat avoided the being as much as she could, feeling that whatever it was doing was a sort of “torment.” Suddenly she blacked out, and when she came back to consciousness, in her bed, the psss, pssss was audible there beside her briefly. Two days later, Pat noticed a slight bruise on her wrist, with a red dot or puncture inside it. And she also saw that one of her toenails was badly chipped, almost into the quick, as if it had forcefully struck something hard. “| didn’t like that situation at all,” Pat told me, “and | knew that it wasn’t the first time | had seen that ‘oriental girl.’ I've been on that table before, too,” she added, remembering how uneasy it made her feel. She knew that the greenish-skinned, lizard-eyed being was not human, even though the men, the truck, the travel, and the underground facility all certainly seemed to be. “What kind of aliens,” she wondered, “are involved with the government or military?” Ill - Polly Polly first contacted me in late 1992, before she even finished reading INTO THE FRINGE. “lam on page 176,” her letter said, “and | had to stop to write you.” A passage discussing alien interest in human sexuality had struck a chord that resonated with some of her possible experiences. In the small town where she lived, Polly said, she couldn’t find a good support system because the only UFO study group in the area had no women. She asked if | could put her in touch with other female abductees “for mutually beneficial correspondence.” What she needed to discuss was too intimate for sharing with anyone other than another woman with similar experiences. “| have been involved with the UFO phenomenon apparently all my life, and my children also are or have been involved,” she wrote. “My father also has had experiences, but he is very careful whom he talks to about them, as he is respected as a technical person and is active still in [a military organization].” Polly explained that she needed “a woman abductee buddy” because of the sexual nature of some of the events she had endured. “I have all my life been seriously traumatized, with the symptoms of a victim of long-term incest,” she wrote, noting that her obsession with “fantasies of strange sexual abuse involving [unfamiliar] intrusive instruments” began when she was four years old. And its consequences had deeply affected her adult life. “You stopped me short with your discussion of alien-instigated sexual obsessions,” she continued. “I have since my teen years found myself every few years in a totally irrational sexually obsessive relationship, characterized by some intelligence talking to me in my mind, directing my actions, and apparently setting up bizarre coincidences to stage interactions.” For the most part, Polly noted, her personal relationships had not been obsessive. But having learned from experience that she could be externally manipulated in her sexual activities, she no longer sought out such involvements. “I now simply stay out of all relationships of a sexual nature,” she told me. “The sexual and ‘psychic’ energy in [the last relationship] was intense to the point of being ridiculous, totally ‘directed’ and involved frequent telepathy and transference of feelings. | am in counseling for childhood incest, but there is only so far | can go with it, because | don’t have a human incest background.”