About a year later, Kate called me. Her had accepted an invitation to meet with Jack. They discussed some problems she had been having. He referred her to a dermatologist who messed up her face worse than the few almost-unnoticeable acne scars she had. She ended up having consensual sex with him, because he told her he was now separated from his wife, and as a result, contracted hepatitis. Her life was really screwed up, and she was seeking a way to get back at him for the hurt he caused her and -- without a doubt -- other young women. Kate was so mad, she told me, “she wanted to cut his nuts off.” I asked her if she was serious. She said, “Absolutely! Will you help me?” We got together and talked -- no sex this time. She was serious! If I wouldn’t help her, she’d find someone who would. I didn’t care for the ‘rat’, who cheated on his wife every chance he got, and took advantage of relatively-innocent young women.

We went to another city, some distance away, and was able to acquire some Rohypnol, the ‘date-rape’ drug. We didn’t have to wait long to use it. There was a big ‘company party’ coming up. The plan was to lace his drink with ‘ruffies’, get him back to his house, and perform the relatively simple surgical procedure. We had our ‘surgical kit’ prepared -- alcohol to sterilize everything, an unused single edge razor blade, a pair of very sharp scissors, a sewing needle, and some cotton thread. As expected, Jack asked Kate to get him a drink. That was the opportunity we had been waiting for. She laced his drink, and before long, Jack had passed out. I enlisted the aid of a few co-workers to get Jack home and into bed. Since Kate knew where he lived, she drove his car, and used his keys to open the house. The guys and I managed to get Jack out of the car, into the house, stripped down to his boxer shorts and t-shirt, and into bed. I made a big deal of having Kate leave Jack’s keys on the table. Kate had unlocked the back door while everyone else was distracted getting Jack into bed. As an added precaution, I asked one of the guys to insure the door was locked. I drove everyone back to the party, and continued where we left off. As planned, Kate pretended to pass out, and I enlisted the help of a married couple to help me get her safely home and in bed. The other couple saw me leave as they locked Kate’s apartment door.

A half-hour later, Kate and I met at a designated location, hid our cars, walked to Jack’s house, put on our rubber gloves, and easily entered his home. We found him just as we had left him. We checked for any reaction by jabbing him a couple times with the needle. There was no reaction at all. He was totally unconscious. I asked Kate if she wanted to do the honors. She would have it no other way. I helped her remove his boxer shorts. It was the first time I had seen him naked. His penis seemed rather small for a person of his size. Kate returned from the kitchen with a large bowl, and asked me to raise his butt. She placed the bowl under his butt, opened the alcohol, sterilized the ‘instruments’. and thoroughly doused his scrotum to kill any germs. I lifted and spread his legs to give Kate easy access to Jack’s soon-to-be-removed ‘family jewels’. Kate pulled the skin away from one testicle and made an incision, being careful not to cut the testicle. She squeezed, and the ‘nut’ popped right out of the ‘sack’. Kate pulled it away from Jack’s body, and tied the spermatic cord with a piece of cotton thread. She repeated the procedure on the other side. Kate opened a zip-top freezer bag, held it under one testicle, and with the scissors, severed it cleanly. The other ‘nut’ quickly followed into its own bag. Kate threaded the needle, closed the openings, and smeared first-aid cream over her handiwork to prevent infection. She took her ‘prizes’, insured we had left nothing, cleaned and returned the bowl to its place in the kitchen, turned off the light, unlocked and opened the front door, and left the way we came, careful to lock the back door.

When Jack regained consciousness, he called 911. The hospital called the police. Their investigation turned up no clues. We all had alibis, and had insured the house was locked before we left. When the police asked Jack if he knew anyone who might want to ‘harm’ him, he had a long list of young women, all of whom proved to be innocent of the crime. After Jack recovered, Kate invited him to her house for dinner. She later told me she fed him one of his nuts, and he had no idea what he was eating. I didn’t ask how she prepared it. To this day, I do not know what Kate did with Jack’s other testicle; whether she preserved it , ate it, fed it to her dog, or simply threw it away.