She grew up in a very conservative home. While sex had always been ok, she had never let me move beyond the missionary position. This had been one of ...he reasons we broke up. She announces that she's off for a shower. I slip into my boxers and a t-shirt and pick up my book. The shower is also in the open and I from time to time I can see a glimpse as the wall separating is fairly small. I close the book and feel like a voyeur. I hear her close the tap. Minutes pass. My heart skips a beat. She. " I've been reading your stories," I blurted—it wasn't what I'd wanted to say, the words shaky and weak."What stor..."I let the silence hang there for a long moment, seeing the tension creep up her spine. "The stories that crashed out my computer—the one about Abby and the poker game."Martha froze there; beyond mortified as she finally turned to face me, her delicate features flushed deep to a dark crimson, a hand sealed over her mouth."I'm..." Tears sprang at the corners of her eyes. She edged. Gary told me about some stuff I had no idea about. Some shit we really need to learn about or we could get in a whole shit-load of trouble." What do you mean?" Well, the first thing is, being whores like this is against the law. We're prostitutes now, male prostitutes... and if we ever got caught? It wouldn't be pretty for us. But he said we don't have to worry too much about that. Steve said that as long as we keep it discreet and don't do anything to draw attention to ourselves, the law isn't. "What do you believe we have?" Father Antonelli asked once some introductions had been made of Father Bryce, Father Franco and Father LeFarge."Revenants," Arch replied."After so long?" Antonelli replied frowning."It's not like it's hidden knowledge," Arch acknowledged. "Whoever is doing it is quite powerful and seems to have a good demonic source to tap into." Father Antonelli why are you even talking to these atheistic heretics?" came the disdainful tones of the priest introduced as Father.