It was written by a woman. I thanked him for that and threw it out as soon as I got home. Second he talked all about Jesus and forgiveness. He kept sa...ing I’d forgive in time. He even suggested Susan and I might reconcile someday. I thought about that and surmised, not in this lifetime. The third thing though made sense; he reminded me Jesus suffered and died on the cross and went to Hell, but on the third day he rose again. He said if Jesus could expiate all the sins of mankind in three days. She stood for several moments, thinking, considering, then turned and walked across the room to where Terry was leaning against the edge of his desk watching her.Standing a foot or so from him, Pru raised her arms and reached behind her to unfasten her collar, and tossed it on the desk."I'm interested in your offer, Terry. You're right that I play a different role with my friends in the souk. And, in some of the other places, I go in Europe and China. I care about those people. I try, in small. Sally started to squirm in her embrace as she felt the fingers moving further downward. She caught her breath and forced herself away from Sam. "Dinner... uh... dinner is going to burn," she stuttered in warning and then kissed Sam's lips quickly and pulled reluctantly away from her to hurry back to the stove.Sam sighed and sat down at the table, her eyes never leaving the pretty young woman. Several times Sally turned and smiled at her, grabbing the back of her tee shirt as if to try and cover. I would pick her up after work on Friday and we would drive together to see Bill. The trip was pleasant, or at least the company was. Unfortunately for us we had to travel down the 401 right through Toronto during Friday afternoon rush hour. I do not know why they call it rush hour as nobody is going anywhere quickly. What should have been a five hour trip turned into eight, and I was loving every minute of it. Kathy and I had known each other for almost a decade and conversation came easily. I.