"Jens answers, "Jack, it sounds like you've been talking to Todd and I agree with both of you. Our primary mission has always been to find Ben but we'...e become distracted and I'm to blame for that."I interrupt, "Jens the blame isn't totally yours. I also got distracted, in Texas, when I went looking for Linus and his team. Do you know what our problem is?"Jens looks at me and admits, "Yeah, we get too emotional about things and then we lose our objectivity." She turns to Jack and says, "Okay. I. I had never before experienced that with someone, let alone a stranger, but it had made me want to see Him again, and more often. It drew me in – the need to comply with His every request, to kneel before Him without actually getting on my knees – it had trapped me, and I let it. 3 days later I moved into His house, and became His slave in training. ‘Come, little one,’ Master beckoned with His finger, and I followed. He led me through the hallway to the stairs, heading to a place I was. Perhaps a little too oblivious of the tight short shorts I was wearing at the time. He came over; not very attractive, in his early 60s possibly, but barely restrained in his attraction to me. He sat by me, and out of the corner of my eye I could see him eye my thick lips, followed by a slow descent to my crotch. He started talking to me, asking where I lived, if I had a girl or boyfriend, etc. I was offput by this, especially by someone considerably older than I was, but responded minimally.. "We didn't really have a chance," he replied. "That was just before we graduated." Yes, and you went straight to California; no long goodbyes," she smiled."I did," he answered lamely. But he didn't want to let the opportunity go."If I'd stayed, maybe we might have kissed more than once. You were... , " he stumbled, searching for the word, "beautiful." God, he thought, couldn't I do better than that!"You still are," he added, saving himself."Hmmm," she murmured, "not so beautiful any more."They.