Finally, she decided to go solo. I listened with pride as she carefully enunciated each word, right up to the end of the prayer: "Lead us not into tem...tation," she prayed, "but deliver us from E-mail.One particular four-year-old prayed, "And forgive us our trash baskets as we forgive those who put trash in our baskets."A Sunday school teacher asked her children as they were on the way to church service, "And why is it necessary to be quiet in church?" One bright little girl replied, "Because. She tried to cover her flat chest as she unzipped her Navy blue pleated skirt and slid it down her slender legs.Mommy stopped her as she bent over to remove her white over-the-knee socks. "No, Kim, don't take them off. That would be indecent." She knelt unlocked the highway orange chastity belt. "You won't be needing this nasty old thing anymore." But the sisters said that was my protection." You don't need protection, sweetheart," Mommy stroked Kim's hairless nether region. "Ooh, does that. She flashed me a look of sympathy before leaving with Titus. A look that just about killed me. Josiah stayed with me, making sure I was alright. He really got on my case for not knowing how to fight. I’m six-foot-one and I weigh one hundred and eighty pounds soaking wet. I’m not a brawler. I’m a nerd. My glasses are thicker than Steve Urkel’s. I was really thankful for Josiah’s help but I felt awful. I looked like a punk in front of the gal I liked. If it hadn’t been for my best friend, I’d be. Another minute passed by. Still blackness."All this for nothing!" I hissed out loud.Then on the screen appeared an image. Someone picked up the camera and carried it down a hallway. Then into a bedroom. It was being bumped around but aimed toward a bed. The picture was clear, but it was black and white. There was sound but no one had spoken yet.When I did heard someone speak, I knew instantly it was Jeff. "Are you sure about this?" he asked. I heard a female voice say, "Yes. We can watch it.