Not because I'm a lesbian, mind you. The manual states it clearly, I've been told. He loves me despite my sinning ways. I guess that's the way it goes... though. Jesus loves a fucking project. He loves the sinners more than the rest because they have more to feel guilty about.He loves the sinners so much that all those straight-laced fuckers who arrive at church ahead of me each week are desperate to be sinners. The totally invent sins out of thin fucking air, just so they can feel guilty and get. ’ ‘I see.’ I said. ‘And the account the money went to?’ Krueger said ‘The account name is a ‘Hamish Stamford’, with an address of 221B Coburg Square in the City.’ I blinked hard. ‘What did you just say?’ I asked, if only to give my own brain time to work. ‘Uh, ‘221B Coburg Square’.’ said Krueger. ‘By the way, it may not be a real address, I couldn’t find it on Google Maps.’ ‘I’m not surprised, it’s a fake address… and I’ve heard it before.’ I said, trying desperately to conceal my elation. ‘And. Mila said she had to eat 6 more pussies and fuck 9 more guys. The cop got on her radio and had two other patrolman join them. While they were waiting for the other cops, the two female officers stripped and were fingering their own pussies. The two male officers showed up and figured what was happening right away - “Anything Goes?” Yea, she needs some guy help though, wanna pitch in? They both stripped and Mila’s eggs went to high. She was writhing on the ground and asked one of the gals to sit. ‘Why are you freaking out Claire?’ ‘Why am I freaking out?! Because we were supposed to go out Friday night and you disappear without a trace! I have called all the hospitals, called the police, been hysterical for the last day—wait, what happened, where are you?’ Kara sighed. ‘I had an anxiety attack Friday afternoon and passed out in the snow. I woke up to a guy who was taking care of me making sure I was ok, and he cooked me dinner. I was so tired after, I passed out on his couch, woke up.