This is because people function on several different levels of their psyche at the same time. On the one hand they can be very nice towards us, very a...cepting of us on the surface, all the while deploring our sinful nature and rather sad about the fact that we will all surely burn in hell for eternity. Then there are those few truly honest ones who have a suspicion buried deep down inside that actually the Bible is wrong. That God does not really hate us at all. This suspicion makes them feel. They had gone at it like they had been performing for General DeGaulle himself.Jean looked at her watch. She still had forty-five minutes to check out of the hotel and get down to the train station. It should be just right. She closed the suitcase on the bed and rang for the porter. Thank god, it would be the last time she would have to look at that Arab. He had undressed her enough with his eyes during her stay here. Well, she hoped he took a good look this time, it would be his last chance.. You hand them up to me and I’ll slide them into the attic’. With that she climbed up the ladder so her head was just above the level of the hatch. I picked up the first box, stood on the bottom rungs and handed it to Betty. As she pushed it into the attic her skirt flared and I got a view of her stocking tops. You’ve got to understand I was a constantly horny 20 yo and my cock twitched involuntarily. I said to myself, Bill behave yourself Betty is 70 albeit a spritely 70. This repeated until. “This is really going to hurt your business,” I said.“You are right there Larry, this is the last night I can be open. The governor has shut down all bars effective at 2:00 AM so you better stop at the liquor store for a bottle to keep you going at home,” he said with a grin. Bart knew I enjoyed a couple drinks at the end of a long day.“Frank, how the hell are you,” a female voice said behind me. I ignored the voice since she obviously was talking to someone else. “Frank, it’s me, Cindy,” a.