There's more than like likely thousands of men that can relate to this story or have one like it. And if you believe the stats on human sexuality and compare them to the metahuman census of about 10,000 metas world-wide, there's probably around a thousand women as well. Each of our stories are unique, although there is one common element throughout: we all, at one time or another, have been in love with a Goddess.

It's a hard love to maintain, and many don't last. How can you have an equal partnership with a woman that can throw a tank into orbit or lift up a bridge with her mind? The power they have is beyond anything we can understand, and it's hard too accept that there's always going to be a part of your lover that you will never be able to touch, to take part in. And it grows and festers in you, like a cancer. But despite the heartbreaks, we mortals still try to have congress with these Goddesses that we adore and love.

My story is one of the rare ones, though. Because I can honestly say, it started at the very beginning. When the world discovered that Goddesses do walk among us …