’ They all sat down to feast on hamburgers, hotdogs, potato salad, cole slaw…all the usual cookout-type foods. As they ate, Charles and Diana expl...ined to them their histories and subsequent personalities. She needed for a man to be possessive of her, and he needed to know that his wife belonged only to him. The topic of conversation came back around to Tom and Lynda and how fast they had fallen for each other. Everyone asked them if they had any deep-seeded psychoses that drove them into each. Ralph was sprawled out onthe floor with his ass sticking out into the air. But he wasn?tconcerned with that, he was concerned with his face. He felt his facewith his hands and noticed how much softer it was. Ralph?s lips seemedto stick out more than they ever did and his nose was definitelysmaller. His legs use to be hairy but now they were very smooth andtanned. Another throb and the legs and seat of his boxers got tighter.Mr. Jordan sat back enjoying the view, watching Ralph?s flat ass. We danced, and I held her, and I was hyper-aware of every detail. She was lithe and firm, the muscles in her back taut as they moved beneath my fingers, her firm breasts tight against my chest; she rested her head against my shoulder, and her hair carried a vague floral scent, probably her shampoo. Her perfume was also very subtle, a sexy, feminine scent that caused electric tingles to spread from my olfactory system throughout my body – just as the manufacturer intended, no doubt. The one that. It is harder than you think." "No I am not!" the deity replied, "I am the prime mover, remember? I am older than the universe, older than existence itself. This is not the natal ennui you mistake it for. This is my mid-life existential crisis and you have imagined me to be infinite in time and space, I am two billion years into it already and because I am fucking prescient, I also know that I have another ten billion to come." Lisa felt terrible, "But I believe in you? Why are you still here?".