Claire was helping with a church bazaar in town. Drummond had finished reading the paper and tuned in a ball game on TV, but he felt restless. As the ...creen faded to a commercial featuring a beautiful young model in tight jeans, his mind drifted to Laura and the possibility of an afternoon delight. Since the downstairs was deserted, he walked upstairs and knocked on Laura's door lightly. There was no answer. He thought maybe she might have gone to the bazaar with her mother, but as he turned to. I never thought I'd be turned on by a pregnant woman, especially my sister, but it makes me hard as a rock." "Yes, I can feel just how hard you are, little brother. And, it feels wonderful, so wonderful, I think the baby is going to be shaken around a bit by its mommy's orgasm. Mmm, yeah, oh, just keep doing that, yes, mmm." I could feel my sister contract around my cock as she began to hump up at me. "UUUH, UUUH, UUUH, oh, oh, Brenden, mmm, oh, just keep going, keep fucking me, please, mmm,. The noise died down and the hours passed, and I wandered and wondered at the events of the night. I felt as though in the middle of some strange dream, from which I would soon wake. My thirst had not abated, so I stopped at a horse trough. But the water that passed my lips did nothing to satisfy me; I craved something thicker, something warmer... As the night ticked away and my unquenchable thirst grew stronger, my thoughts grew more and more erratic. I found myself unable to concentrate on a. But I think there’s more to it. There is a spiritual component of some kind. No, that’s not quite right; I don’t think, I know.”“Faith?”“Experience. Let me tell you a story.”I told her about my visions, and then Bethany’s vision, and the fact that I had never talked to Bethany about it nor written it in my journal. And that I had no explanation for our shared experience.“And that makes you think God might exist?”“It makes me think there is something beyond just our physical bodies. Call it a.
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