Forever. I'm Mike Adams and I guess I was maybe five or six years old when I met Karen. She is the same age as me. We grew up living next door to each...other.When we both started dating in high school, I'd tell her about the boys who bragged about their conquests and she'd tell me about the girls who teased a guy then bragged about how frustrated she'd gotten him. For some reason we had never even considered dating each other.I think Karen cried on my shoulder every time she'd break up with a. ”“I think the problem is that it just pushes things back a level, so to speak. And creates other problems, such as God causing the end result by setting the initial parameters. Kind of like writing a program and having it execute. Barring any bugs, it’ll run to completion exactly the same way every time. All the ‘omni’ words used about God create a serious problem because if God is all-powerful, all-knowing, always present, eternal, and perfectly good, there are so many OTHER problems with both. While I didn't inherit dad's paranoia I did inherit the 'gold bug' and I started collecting gold coins. The collection I had was valued at just over two hundred thousand.I was leaving my agent's office when I saw Annie sitting at a desk and my heart started racing. She wasn't all that beautiful, but she had an aura about her — an aura that said, "Take me, I'm yours" and I wanted to go over to her, throw her over my shoulder and run for my cave. I decided that I had to take the chance. I'd been. "Are you okay?" I whispered in wonder, pulling out slowly. That amount of passion was almost scary. My thighs were wet from my hips to my knees."I'm okay," she breathed, "Just hold me, ok?"I flopped on the bed beside her, sweat beading on our skin, both of us totally drained. She lay on her side and I spooned up behind her, only meaning to stay that way for a few minutes, but before I knew it, I was snoring away.I awoke to a shout of outraged indignation. Someone yelling, "What the.