From some, I got sympathy. From others, laughs. Whatever. I got my revenge. The students downloaded the videos from the web and it was the talk of the...campus for a week. Hell, it even made the local news. Nothing ever happens in Hawking, Oregon. So the news reporters latched onto the story of two college sportswomen whose steamy lesbian love scenes wound up on the Internet. Well, the campus administrators didn’t take this too lightly. Hawking College is a Christian school. Even though they’re. Six sharp,’ he ordered. ‘Gee, how could he possibly refuse such a gracious, generous, sincere invitation?’ I said. ‘You don’t get to be a smart aleck with us either,’ said my Father, obviously not mollified. ‘I’ll see if he’s free,’ I said. ‘I think I can persuade him to come, if he’s not going to Friday night services.’ ‘At least he’s Jewish,’ my Mother said. Dad gave her a withering look. ‘How is he going to support you in the style you deserve?’ ‘He has a very good job.’ Don’t mention the. After a few weeks of recovery from the violent shock of her abduction, she had found herself opening to her husband in ways she had never before considered possible. He too had changed considerably; he had forgiven her for responding so lustfully to those mountain men--had shown that he really understood why she had done it--and there was a tenderness in his voice and a gentleness to his touch during lovemaking that hadn't been present before their misadventure. Divine providence? she didn't. How can she do this to me. I did so much for her I thought to myself, then I realized no I don't.I decided to calm down and head back home. It wasn't about ten minutes later my phone rang, it was Michael and he wanted to see what was going on with me. I wanted to call him out on where he was at, however I played it cool. I asked him where you at? He said just leaving a friends house heading home. I asked anyone I know? He replied no one worth mentioning and I left it alone.I told him I was home.