She remained on the table without moving for a few minutes just enjoying all the reborn feelings that she had been made aware of again. When she trie... to move to a sitting position, she found that her muscles were so relaxed that she had to consciously move each muscle in order to move. The feeling was marvelous, and took a little longer that she was used to. She did decide to take a shower before getting dressed, and disappeared into the bath room. While she was bathing, her panties and bra. Are you coming?”“Of course! Where two or three Methodists are gathered together, there shall a potluck be also.” She laughed. “I’ll bring my famous Pauline chili.”“Who’s Pauline?”“You don’t know her. I chopped her up to add to the chili. No. ‘Pauline’ is an adjective. I make the chili according to the directions of St. Paul. Well, I’m keeping you. Bye.”He’d been in an awful hurry to hang up. But, then, it might have been avoiding the obvious questions about St. Paul. There was no entry for. I sleep like that all the time. You think I'm supposed to change my ways just so your dirty mind will rest easy? You know it wasn't my idea for your sister to sleep on my porch, or to cook on my stove either. She can just go back down the hill to Miguelito in the morning. She gets on my nerves anyway, sleeping out there on my porch and always looking at me. You better head down there with her too. I'm liable to shoot you now just because it's bad luck to let you hang around me after I've. Rachel was the one who took command of the situation. "I guess you know our secret now" she said. Gena was sitting on the floor, naked. She seemed to have lost some of her embarrassment. I just stood there silently taking in the scene. Gena made the first move. She turned to Rachel and said "I guess now is your chance." Rachel smiled slyly at Gena, then reached up and took my hand and pulled me toward the couch. Gena reached up as I stood beside the couch and unbuckled my belt. She undid the.