“Reverend Chesterman, I presume,” he smiled, approaching with his hand extended.“You must be Sam Robison,” I said as I took the outstretched h...nd.“Welcome to Woodham Hall, Dulcie.”“Thank you, Sam.” I turned to see that Sasha and Malcolm had followed me out of the vehicle and were standing just behind me. “Sam, these are Sasha,” indicating, “and Malcolm Stevenson. Like myself, they both have had a personal encounter with that old chapel. They are both valued, active members of my church, and. Me: I know, you saw me, and you were with my friend that time, I saw you tooBro: ya she was so good, after that I have dated her couple of times.Me: Hmm, I know she had said to me.Bro: she is so wild and likes to get handled rough.Me: oh I did not know that.Bro: but not wild like you.Me: stop itBro: why say it is not true, I heard those sounds and words from you that timeMe: leave that bro; it’s just funBro: you know after you people finished that guy came and sat with us, thank god no one. ’ ‘What are you some, kind of food researcher? And you’re right, a veggie salad with no dressing.’ She wiped her face and reached for the bottle of water off her nightstand. ‘My shrink says I have some kind of mental block against anything that contains any kind of calories. Not that it helps me lose any kind of weight or even make me unhealthy. I haven’t lost or gained a pound since I turned sixteen, two years ago.’ She had actually stayed a size sixteen since she was fourteen and it showed no. It had more in common with rubber or silicone, maintaining its firmness but bending and flexing when enough pressure was applied. That was just as well, or sex might not have been possible for them, it was only due to that flexibility that he didn’t injure her.Lena caught herself gazing down at it, her eyes playing across its length, his rounded shaft completely flush and devoid of any visible veins or imperfections. The business end was as large as her clenched fist, and it was already.