He said that his deacons were without wives and lonely and lusting also and that he himself had asked God to help him with his loneliness and lustfuln...ss. Pastor Bob said that God told him that the same need was in all of them and that a sexual union of this group of his children would be acceptable in his eyes. My mom looked confused and asked “what does it mean”.Pastor Bob said “simply put Pat, God told me that we should fulfill each others sexual needs so our lives can get back to normal and. "He'll be right along," she assured me.A moment later, a uniformed RCMP constable walked to the front of the reception area."Are you Mr. Saunders, husband of Helen Saunders?" he asked."Yes, I am. What happened, officer?" Come with me, please," he said, indicating a room off to one side. "Are these your children?" Yes," I confirmed. They followed me into the small room."Mr. Saunders, your wife was involved in a serious motor vehicle accident. She was driving north on Highway 19A at Royston at. Finally, there were the children of Mummy Helen, the planetary Meteorologist. In my memory, it was always a fun family. We could discuss things we observed, and try to make sense of them together. Our four Mums, and Dad, taught us lots of things we didn't get in school. For example, Mummy Mary taught us all to cook well. The older children passed on data of all kinds to the younger children. Some of the material we passed on was actually utter rubbish assimilated from children outside our home,. Trust me."I knew Elaine was right, of course. I would feel terrible if I had toabandon making the trip to visit dad through fear of leaving my owndoorstep. And, of course, I couldn't let all the time and effort put inby Elaine and Julie go to waste. I owed it to them, just as much as Iowed it to dad, to go through with the plan."OK," I said, at last. "When I get home on Friday, I'll dress as Carolyn.You can drive me somewhere, and we'll go for a walk."The next few days seemed to fly by. At.