The Master is right behind me, I can feel his presence but I can't see anything. My eyes are locked onto the beautiful stone of the pillar. I know tha... I'm not supposed to move, or turn my head, I'm supposed to be a still as the stone. So I try and focus on it. It's pinkish, and subtly colored with veins of paler stone running through it. The word 'travertine' floats into my brain from some half-remembered geology class.But as much as I try to focus my attention on the pillar I can't help but. “Without your sinful lifestyle, I would have maybe half as many grandchildren, if that many, and only half as much joy in my life. Your children filled a space inside me that I thought that my faith already did. You also made my Deanna much happier than Robbie ever did, I promise you that much. He was never any good for her, and one can only hope that she’ll give him up someday.“Yes, I know, you’ve had to accept his role in her life. That’s been your sacrifice for all of the pleasure and joy of. I've never had intimate relationships at all, not in a physical sense. Does that make me weird?”“Of course not, honey. You have to take things at your own pace. Don't let anyone tell you what you can and can't do. Look, why don't we go back to my room and see if we can explore this a bit further?”She smiled up at me and nodded in agreement. “Okay, let's go. It doesn't seem right to be talking about such things here anyway.”We took the elevator back to my room, and on the way I made a point of. The header said, “I’m Sorry” and the message said, “I had to tell you.” The timestamp was the prior Thursday at 15:38. I opened the attachment and there were two pictures.The first was me with Jane Longworth and the second was a reasonably convincing picture of me banging a slutty looking blond. I literally cringed from the pain that second picture must have inflicted on her. I said with sorrow creeping into my voice, “And then what happened?”She said, “I fainted dead away and threw up. Then I.