.." I'm down here for a visit, just exploring," I say. I tell him about thelittle town were I am from, the right one this time."Sounds just like mine,...back there in Illinois," he says. "What do youdo?"I think about the secretary I'd introduced to Chet, and how, while she wasso much part of me, she wasn't quite the whole; that's why, I guess, herhometown moved, why snotty Freddy vanished in a flash, unmissed."I'm what you call a skiptrace," I say. "A P.I. I look for people whenthey're running.. " The voice was deep and resonant and seemed to come from above the altar, but didn't convey the warm, loving Presence she sought; her breasts and genitals ached. "You must come back to me," the voice commanded."I ... I..." as often in nightmares she struggled to speak. "In ... the..." She felt a hand on her shoulder, hearing Peter's voice praying quietly. Her voice was freed. "In the Name of Jesus Christ ... Son of the Living God, go to the place appointed, I command you!"As she spoke the last. He’ll be back day after tomorrow. He actually asks a lot about you.” she stressed on ‘about you.’She showed Atte the guest room and showed me the spare bedroom. I insisted I should leave but she knew my return ticket was booked for the next day and insisted I stay. In the afternoon we all took a nap. When I woke up I headed to the kitchen for a drink and found her there preparing something. I enquired as to where Atte was, she said that she was taking a bath to go to the temple. I just pulled a. I've always thought being a writer would be and exciting career lol .Anyway I believe that I will tell the stories I write in the first person. Most will be experiences some will just be fantasies but all, I hope will make u a bit excited from reading them . On that note I will tell another story from "celestes" sexual escapades from my point of view .This one is just about a guy I dated well maybe fooled around with is a better word for it , for about a month he used to come over when my mom.