The soul is personal, individual.”“Which is very Western.”“I suppose that’s true. I don’t know enough to say. I think your worldview and m...ne are very different.”“Perhaps so; or perhaps we simply do not see the truth as clearly as we might. There are many things which are hidden from us before we are enlightened.”“In the Orthodox Church, we use the term ‘mystery’, which means ‘hidden’, to refer to what other Christians call sacraments. To us, the true meanings of those things are indeed hidden. As our curves shift and mold to each other I take your face in my hand and begin to kiss you in earnest. God you taste so amazing! I sigh into your lips as I feel your arms encircle my waist. I dart my tongue into your mouth and tremble as your tongue rises up to meet mine. I pull away and kiss that vulnerable place just behind your ear. I make my way down your neck leaving a trail of kisses in my wake. Your skin smells and tastes of a warm spring day. I reach your collar bone and lean back,. I had drank my self to sleep running the nights event through my mind. I just had a beautiful young lady alone, and nearly crossed the line. I was a married man, and she was only seventeen.The next few weeks I tried to make sure that one of the band mothers was there to give her a ride if she needed. That worked fine, and I also made sure the boys rode with me, just in case.Then the end of marching band season, came and now it was orchstra, and wouldn't you guessed it, Lindsey was the star. How did that arithmetic apply to hours she should have spent with Jack? An impossible calculation. She had, until now, always done Jack's books. If she hired someone else in the future she could, in theory, free up some time at home — apart from one troublesome fact; they did the work together. Freeing that time would achieve nothing for Jack.Jack hated accounts. In his mind, they were a chore, so Jill added entertainment to help the process along. Jill insisted she couldn't be a senior.