When the Pastor introduced himself to me, I felt as if he could see into my soul, and he knew I wasn’t a believer.Several things surprised me about ...ur new Church, but the biggest was Chloe’s attendance. She had spied us first, not long after we had walked in. She was on the other side of the Church, speaking with an elderly couple. She gave a smile that was small, but warm and welcoming. Like a fool, I had stared at her for too long, still not over my initial shock at seeing her in a Church,. She insisted and began expressing how she wasn't attracted to the tall and dark stripper of the night. "Really? You didn't find him hot, even a little bit?" I pressed."Ughhh... I just can't!" She confirmed."Why not?" "I just didn't find him hot. But you are so stunning! When I saw you in the lift, I was gobsmacked by how hot you were!" Oh, thanks! You're pretty hot yourself!"She inhaled deeply from her cigarette, "I actually paused to check you out cos you're the hottest girl I've ever seen.". I didn’t want to go, and neither did my brother, Josh. Every summer, we’d go to either Galveston or Corpus, and we always looked forward to it. This year however, our parents wanted to rent cabins out in the woods at a small private lake two hours from where we lived.This was going to be the worst vacation ever. After all, what could we possibly do for two weeks with just each other to interact with? Hell, we could do that at home.Our protests were overruled. “Besides, some friends of ours are. As the crofter spread his arms wide, her face split into a Cheshire cat smile, displaying at least three good teeth and miles of gum. Her two meaty hands dived into the butchers’ apron, tied about her considerable girth. He would have gulped if he had been able to when she about-faced and squatted down on the ground to cut some of the long stalks down. Before they left, the crofter set about pushing back in the straw that had fallen to the ground, hitching up the listing kilt, and flicking some.