I don't know what the hell is exactly going on in his mind. I am not a mind reader. And I only wish that I had that divine ability and power to unrave... out what goes on in people's secretive minds."I guess that I am not making you a tiny bit uncomfortable and nervy-like with my presence and actions here, or am I?" This, Doug asks me coolly and composedly. Damn! What is he supposed to mean with this? What exactly?"I am comfortable and very much fine; thank you, Doug," I say and make known to. Am I right?”“Yeah, yes, that, you’re right,” Story choked out. “Let’s do the casino?” Lucifer’s WagerWith Lilith at his side, Story had done much better than expected at Faro and Blackjack. Up $2,500 from the original $1,000 in chips he’d purchased, he was feeling quite confident. Other than the Satanic neon signs and artwork, the casino seems on the up and up. Only the live sex show in the strip club seems to be breaking any laws.Grinning at Lilith, he gestured toward the roulette tables.. " Paul thought as he found it strange how the virtual food filled him. They tasted as real as the food in the real word. Except for him being the sole human being, everything seemed as real as the real world.Finishing the food, Paul got on the school bus and headed to school. Class was as he remembered them. Except that they were void of people. He couldn't help but be reminded of those Charlie Brown cartoons when talking to the invisible teacher. He also had to remember to use the ladies. It was one of my first trips to the state of California and I must admit that there are too many targets in this state, even for me. Husbands seem to think that their wives are portraits of perfection. I guess they think that a wife will be content with a peck on the cheek and a: “How was your day today?” Take my word men, if you aren't waking the neighbors, your wives are thinking of someone like me rocking their world. At the time I met her, I was negotiating prices for my product with her.