‘And you ain’t seen scary, until you come across a prostitute beaten to a bloodied pulp and dumped in a dumpster, multiple dumpsters,’ said Roge... raising the stakes. ‘Now that’s scary, that is, to anyone other than me. I’ve seen that kind of horror lots of times before.’ ‘That’s pretty scary but, unfortunately, I can beat that,’ said Anne without the sensitivity and innocence she once had, when she took the job as social worker for the Department of Social Services, right out of college, ten. I was happy not giving a shit about the weird reactions we received shopping for said clothing, fuck em my life to enjoy not theirs altho the woman selling me the lingerie smiled and winked at me when I mentioned they were for me as Jim waited nearby making it obvious to her we were there together as a couple. Evening approached when we traveled back out of the city toward the 200 mile journey home or should say Jim's said ranch, I never quite made it home as it didn't matter anyway I. D playlist has completed its cycle and there is silence for once in the evening. For a brief second Chayne finds Jesus. Right there in the kitchen she falls to her knees. Tears are wetting the kitchen floor and sobs are filling the atmosphere. She cries out to God and gives Him praise: ‘Thank you Lord for Your goodness and Your kindness. Lord I bless Your Holy name. You alone are worthy to be worshiped Lord. Halleluiah to the Lamb of God!’ It’s so crazy how things work out. She has never wanted. Tina was short, stocky and a little on the butch side. She was cute enough with her brown hair done up in pigtails. She wore flats, dress slacks, a short sleeve blouse and glasses. She gave off a vibe of being a lesbian or at least bi to me which tallied with the fact I had seen her eat my wife’s friend Jane out at the rather lavish bachelorette we had thrown Jane. “Come on in” she said, clearly not surprised to see me and turned around walking back down her entry hall giving me a nice view of.