I was the last of our party.I was not happy. “Sir, I’ve been a Methodist all my life. I didn’t know until today that the Bishop had ever appoint...d a jackass to a pulpit.” His face went red with anger. I had a look on my face daring him to try something. I didn’t outweigh him but was in obviously better shape. He decided not to try anything.We got in the car for the trip home. Mister Mason said, “Well said, Brad.“Our Pastor-Parish Relations Committee met and have already asked that he be. He was going to face... Competition.All right, it was a good thing that Aron hadn’t called just yet. He hurried to the bathroom and took a look in the mirror.“The 90s called, they want their clothes back,” Carter mimicked Alex’s words in the mirror.Okay, so there went the list of problems. He needed a haircut. But what if Aron wasn’t going to like the change? Carter had worn his hair a bit long like this since forever, well, since the teachers had no longer cared to tell him that he should get. Really sorry. I just couldn’t help it.Vijaya: I can’t believe this.Me: really sorry!Vijaya: do you like me? Have you been watching me all these days?Me: no, it’s nothing like that. It’s just that touching a woman made me a little horny. I’m really sorry.Vijaya: so I’m not hot?Me: wh..what?Vijaya: so, you don’t find me attractive?Me: y..you are.. beautiful!Vijaya: really? Why do you think so?Me: any guy would die for you Vijaya.Vijaya: would you?I put my head down. She stood up.Vijaya: look at. Two stories. Finally lights out. Dad needs a drink. Mom takes a bath. I hear her call me as I watch the game.”Can you come here for a minute?”Of course. I pause the game and head for the bedroom. The light is out but I see the flickering light of a candle as I enter the room.She is on laying on her side on the bed. Her long shapely legs bare below the red satin nightshirt. Her brown hair is down and cascades over her shoulder. She is wearing a small amount of makeup, her pouty lips a ruby red..