His closed doors sessions was about to reach the half year mark and his spirit’s progress in achieving an additional half step for the sixth bottlen...ck of insight, without alerting the Godly Retribution, was still in a stalemate.‘No scenario I thought of works. The Godly Retribution is keener than I anticipated and wherever I employ the most insignificant action, I feel a consuming sense of dread’.He would have felt even worse if he did not block all thoughts of the people he shut outside. -Ce ai facut ,am intrebat-o eu. -Nimic,doar m-am dezbracat. Cand am auzit asta si la gandul ca matusa este dezbracata in pat langa mine ,mi s-a sculat imediat pula. -Adica,esti goala? -Da,nu asta ai vrut? Nu am raspuns nimic,am incercat sa ma fac ca dorm sa pot sa o ating usor pe florina cu scuza ca "e din greseala",dar matusa mi-a zis: -Nu iti e frig? -Nu,in camera chiar nu era frig,mai ales ca eram si inveliti. -Mie imi e putin frig,nu vrei sa ma strangi in brate sa ma incalzesc? Nu am apucat. We need to forestall the worst, though. You know that they will have you run the gauntlet out of the village tomorrow. You must not stay. You must leave this afternoon."The boy was bewildered, angry and certainly frightened."But where can I go, father?" Go to Holland, son. My family lives there, in Breda. Tell them I sent you. They will take you in." To Holland, father?" the boy cried with wide-open eyes."Yes, there is no other way."Thus, for the next hours, while his mother and sisters wept,. I saw that my favorite machine, located on a sunny corner, had been vacated by a black man, a giant muscled guy. I adjusted the machine and sat down; the seat was still warm and moist from its previous occupant.I caught my eye on the huge black guy sitting now at my right. He was really tall and muscular, his skin dark as coal. I noticed his shaped calves and his thick thighs. He was really a handsome black man.My eyes were drawn to a particular spot; he was really well endowed…I became aware.