I sat in my chair and wondered about that for some time. I would be modifying the rules of the Powers that Be. Even so, if they were these great power... and could set all of this up. Why would they have left such gaps?That led to more questions, none of which were answered in the rules. I loaded up my car and headed back to the house. Everything unloaded, I took my papers with me and created new piles for them since there were books everywhere still. How long would it be before the powers that. I waitedoutside of his office for a while occasionally I couldhear some mumbling through the door but not much else.Curious, I placed my ear to door.“On your knees child. Pray with me.” I heard ReverendJustin say. I heard what sounded like someone prayingbut after a couple of minutes everything went silent.Letting curiosity get the best of me I opened the doorjust a bit so I could peek in.I saw Reverend Justin standing there in an uprightposition wearing his traditional black cloak,. . unbearably strong and masculine -- I can't resist you. I've never suffered the Rod of Chastisement, will I survive?" It's possible ya may not. It's long, very slow torture. Ya'll be led on a Journey towards the Gates of Heaven, and just when ya get a glimpse of 'em, ya'll be turned away to suffer in torment at what ya've lost. This will happen again and again and again -- until ya repent of your wrong-doing!"If ya repent very, very sincerely, ya may get to thuh Gates and receive a glimpse of. "Ms. Q. brought out the boxes.I took off my clothes matter of factly. There was nothing there that impressive anyway. No use being dramatic about it.Krissy on the other hand was another story. She was, is, and probably will always be really sexy. She is in fact, all that and more. Her chest was large, but not huge. Her legs were slender. Her ass was attractive. She was what any sane teenager would want in a girlfriend's looks.But is that all to her? I suddenly realized I did not know her too.