Tell me, I said. She grabbed my hand and pulled me into the dining room. She pulled out a chair and sat me down. Then she stood back and said Do you ...ike my dress? She had on a tight sweater dress that really hugged her body. She turned around and bent over the table. Does it make my butt look good? Of course, with her sexy ass wrapped in that tight dress, it looked very good and I told her so. Cliff thought so too. My mind was racing as I imagined what could have possibly happened. Of course. I felt a little uneasy when the dinner ended.‭ ‬I drove back to the Gatehouse to settle in.‭ ‬My plan was to skip that evening’s hook baiting and go right to the TV/computer evening.‭ ‬Vanessa showed up at the door‭ ‬several‭ ‬minutes after I got home.‭ ‬Since she left mom’s house when I did, ‭ ‬she had to have gone somewhere during that time.‭She had a plastic grocery bag when she entered the Gatehouse.‭ ‬Inside the bag was a two liter bottle of coke and an unmarked brown bag containing a. ”Ted went back and sat down, as if nothing unusual had happened.He ate some chicken, and crumbs fell on his lap. He brushed them away without thinking about it, and then stopped. Mirriam had chicken. He looked up and saw her bite into a drumstick. Bits of breading fell into her cleavage. She looked down, and frowned.“Let me,” he said, jumping up.She looked up at him, and her eyes dropped to his suit, which wasn’t as wet as it had been, but which was just as distended by his obvious. She drew a pentagram on the floor, lit candles around her and chanted a phrase in Latin she found in a book. She chanted it three times and said in English: “O, spirit of the underworld, appear before me, and make me one with your essence.”Nothing happened; she assumed that it was just a crock until the lights started flicking on and off, and the candles went out. Just when things couldn’t get any weirder, a dark energy from another dimension appeared out of nowhere and possessed the nun. She.