You’ve been writing this ... in your own ... BLOOD? Was that necessary?” Jessica paled at the thought of me sacrificing my own blood to write this...new canon.“Yep, part of the deal, I’m afraid. But it also makes it ... irrevocable, immutable. That’s necessary, too. No more ... revisions. Oh, and in the Book of Jack, I ... correct the ... myths ... and lies ... in Genesis and other books as well. That’s gonna be a shock for a lot of folks, as will the Rapture, mind you,” I chuckled as Jessica now. His feet ached by the end and he realised that there was aproblem he couldn't practice away. He was just going to have to put upwith the pain.The wardrobe woman wasn't best pleased with him either, he managed toladder two nylons, the first the day before, but he hadn't noticed, andanother one just then. The club opened at one to serve bar snacks anddrinks and didn't close until two in the morning, no wonder, he thought,some girls managed to buy a house after three years.When things were slow. It was easier taking paper towels, soap them up in warm water, and clean his anus instead of wasting a third of a roll wiping him.Josh had no interest in sports, the news, reading, or anything else. The girls even subscribed to the Playboy Channel but he showed no regard as to what was on the screen. From morning to night he just stared out the window as if that was his world.It didn't take long before Jane and Estelle became lovers. They had rearranged the bed so Josh lay at the wall while the. Suddenly, I realized that I wasn't a captive to the ride. Iwas alone in the building, with no one watching my behavior.Without any hesitation or forethought, I jumped to my feet,leapt from the gunwale of the boat and onto the floor of thevignette, ready to experience the adventure first hand. Itwas only as I watched my boat drift away into a tunnel that I had a moment of second-thoughts. Just as fast, I put thosefears aside, and surveyed the tableau surrounding me. Onboth sides of the "river".