We seemed to be going in several different directions on the way to the ground. I saw the wind catch Carol's chute as she neared the ground and it ble... her right into a tall pine tree. Marge was caught by the same gust of wind but managed to maneuver between two tall pines and land safely. I formed my bubble and made it large enough that if the wind caught me, I would have some space between me and the tree. Chris and I managed to land near the edge of the drop Zone, but not everyone else was. I have all this money … the number seems unbelievable to me but it is real. I never worried about those things, I just did what he wanted … I enjoyed it. I have had my own fantasies and desires that have gone unfulfilled, unresolved. I loved my husband as much as he loved me. I didn’t want to risk offending him, so I kept those to myself. But now, well, I thought that if I could start a resort like this, maybe I could pursue some of my own fantasies and enjoy some of those pleasures myself. I. The object of the hatred may or may not bepresent, but the imagined words and hostile actions against the hatedone can dominate at times. One turns her attention to other matters,and may for a time be driven in other directions, but then the wave ofill thoughts return with a vengeance. Once again the soul is coloredcompletely, and all the negative energy that one can muster is throwninto the imagined ill will racing wildly around the mind. Hatredbecomes a sickness of the mind, and of the heart.. ”“Has Tommy ever acted like he wanted to get it on with you?” Jared had finally gotten the rubber on and was now untying my restraints. I was fascinated by this little political drama and had almost forgotten why he was here.“No ma’am! He doesn’t know I’m gay, so how could I broach the subject? He brought up this thing he had going with you and thought I might want to be a part of it.”“Did he mention me by name?” I asked. Now I was worried that he was spreading stories about me.“No, ma’am. He.