"The next morning, Peter knocked gently on Meagan's locked door."Fuck off!" Came one of the expected replies."It's me, Peter." Oh..."Peter waited a mo...ent before asking, "Do you want me to fuck off? Because if that's what you want, I'll gladly fuck off."There was a long pause before Meagan answered, "No, you can stay out there in the hall if it makes you happy."Peter sat down in the floor in one of his yoga poses and meditated. His mind flooded with images of Meagan and his cock became. “That signature earned this kiss. But I’m Spartacus, you know.”We went up to the room. There were some interesting working girls in the hallways, for whom he had a courteous hello and a quick glance.“Nothing wrong with your looking, Hal.”“Looking? Sure. If I were alone, much more. But you’re with me and deserve courtesy, unless we were planning a group. We’re not.”With that, I took his hand again, and gave it a squeeze.We went into the room, which was slightly more elegant than most of those on. A hallway ran down the right side of the building leading to the other rooms.The first room was for treating patients. There were several cabinets with medical supplies in them. A table for the patient to sit/lay on, and a couple of chairs. It was 16’ x 12’ in size. Next was what appeared to be an office with 2 desks and chairs. Some books in bookcases, and a cabinet for records completed this room, which was the width of the treatment room but only 8’ long.Last was an area for patients to. That's right, Jehovah ... the Lord ... Almighty God ... the Old Creator himself! I didn't actually see Him, it was just this big voice talking to me. I felt like I was in a Bill Cosby routine.The Voice, said, "JONAH SON OF (AH - MITT - TIE), YOU HAVE TO GO TO NINEVEH IMMEDIATELY!"RIGHT!"YES, GO TO NINEVEH, THAT BIG CITY, AND LET THEM KNOW THAT THEIR WICKED WAYS HAVE CAUGHT MY ATTENTION."Now, I don't know about you, but personally, I was not thrilled about going to a strange city, and telling.