The songs sang to her and she sang to them, driving south, smiling once again, and only looking down once to see that she had nearly a full tank of ga.... The miles floated by and still with no destination in mind, she turned off the freeway onto a two-lane road that looked like it went forever. On both sides, there were acres and acres of grape vines. Passing at least two wineries, she came to fields of dairy cows and horses. Fascinated by horses since a child, she couldn’t resist stopping by a. "That might sound like a lot to her, but I knew it would be gone in a couple of months. If she had to live on the local tourist economy. She was going to need help getting settled. Since I knew her from County Seat and the Swamp, it was in my best interest to help her. "Well Mel, we don't have enough room for a real guest room, but I can arrange a temporary space in my bedroom. So you can come stay with me, till you figure out something for yourself." I would like that," she said. "And Sylvia,. But I feel that God is telling me, the timehas come for that story to be told."He took his microphone and started walking down the aisle. He stopped infront of me, and he ?put a hand on my shoulder, and said "Its time to stepout of the shadows, DOROTHY." I thought.He smiled at me, and handed me the microphone. Everyone was looking at me.And then I felt a calm come over me, and suddenly, I felt the Spirit ofGod saying to me "Go on, DAUGHTER."I stood up, and took a breath, and began to. I dropped my pants on the floor and pulled the band of my boxers down until they only exposed the shaft. I heard her complaint in the form of a snort. Fine, I pulled my shorts down so she could see my balls too.I saw her staring at my erection and for just a moment it looked like she wanted to reach out towards me. "It's okay," I told her, "you can touch it." I hadn't expected my reaction to her hand around the shaft of my penis. Maybe it was the softness of her hand or the warmth of it, maybe.