NOTE: What follows is fiction through and through. There is no Edouard, and none of his machines exist; there are many Rays, at least in their dreams. The writer does not know if it is even possible to perform a castration in such a manner. All he knows about castration is what he has read or imagined. Nor has he ever cooked anyone's balls in the manner described, not having the necessary ingredients to hand. Persons with "hands on" experience are invited to send comments, if they care to, on ho...