Shake hands on it?” I offered my hand.“Just this once. But then, we’ll NEVER meet again. Oh, and my true name isn’t Jesus,” Jesus informed m....“What is it?” I wondered.“Michael the Archangel. Jesus was an alias I used as a human being. The Jehovah’s Witnesses got a few things right, even if they were wrong about blood transfusions, Hell, and things of that sort. Farewell, and, hey, I’ve gotta say it, just to keep my word, but don’t worry, it doesn’t mean what people feared. Depart from me,. .. and hers most of all. She lost count of how much pussy and ass she ate, how many tongues were inside her holes, and how many cocks pumped out hot jizz into every hole on her body as well. She didn’t leave any adult virgins in her wake if she could help it. She also started so many public orgies that entire cities shut down for the day. I didn’t worry about that, because everyone could use a break, couldn’t they, not to mention a good, hard fuck, or two, or three hundred!What happened in. I danced with her at Samantha’s request.”“Did you see Noel Spurgeon dance with her?”“I don’t recall about that night, but I did see them dance at Jeri’s wedding.”He asked me about six other girls, but I didn’t recognize any of the names.“Have you, at any time, seen any women under the age of seventeen in this house?”“No. Other than at Lundgren Foundation functions, I’ve only seen Samantha’s friends when they visit her at my house. And those friends who’ve come to my house are from Mother. " This was the longest series of birthday celebrations I'd everhad. First the party on Friday, then the special evening with Sam, thendinner with Mom, and now dinner with Sam and Aunt Alice. "We can go anywhere you like sweetheart," he said generously. There was aspecial Italian Restaurant, Portofino's, at the mall. Their food was outof this world. I asked Sam if that was OK with him. He readily agreed. Ofcourse, I had other reasons for wanting to go to the mall, but I didn'tmention them. It.