”“Oh, Phillip. You are such a martyr.” Doc grinned at the women as he left the room. “Now, Rebecca,” Margaret continued, “tell me about yo...r work. What Wesley described was so interesting.”“My master’s? It’s a sociology degree. I’m all but thesis. It’s a study of the Coexistence of Matriarchal Thealogy and Patriarchal Theocracy in Western Societies.”“Do I interpret you correctly in saying ‘goddess worship’?”“Wesley would kill me if I put it that way,” responded Rebecca. “But yes. There seems to. .. I got up, digging into my pocket where my cell phone had been the entire time. Quickly flipping down the alphabetized contact list, I felt a chill pass over my heart as I scrolled across the name, "DAWN".Do it. Press it.Taking a deep breath, my thumb reached for the talk button. But just before I pressed it, I hit the down arrow once and then hit TALK. Obediently, my cell phone started calling Dayna.She didn't pick up. Setting the phone down onto the coffee table, I got up and started. “There yeh are.” He said by way of friendly greeting.“Here I am.” Tegan responded uncertainly. She didn’t really feel like having to explain - or even lie about - where she’d been.“Would yeh mind?” Angus casually pulled down the elastic waistband of his pyjama pants and flopped his dick out. “Ah could use a little stress relief.”“Not at all.” She smiled sweetly and got down on her knees between his feet. “Is Brandon home?”“Nah, he’s still out wit’ his girl.” Angus said.“Oh.” Tegan was conscious. "Come one big boy; let's get you to the first aid kit." And she guided him out of his office space, never letting her breast detach from him.The first aid kit was kept in one of the two spare offices in the hallway that ran parallel on the side of the female lavatory. Jimmy spent more time than he cared in those rooms because while they were mainly set aside the auditors to use, the rooms doubled as file closets for the more sensitive documents; documents that Jimmy was responsible for filing..