“Yes,” I answered.“Can we sit on a bench and talk?” he asked. We were walking past the local Rodley park and he indicated to a bench in the pa...k. I looked him up and down, thin, average height, dark hair his skin though was unusual it had a golden tint to it. We sat down, there was something about this man he seemed to have an aurora around him. To say he was a stranger I felt completely comfortable with him, I was feeling very relaxed and calm.“My name does not really matter,” he said.“You. Finally looking at my door, for some reason, I was tempted to knock on it. My own door! I compromised by unlocking it, and then hesitating before opening it. As my room came into view, I found Diane curled up on my bed, looking at the picture of my family. She looked up at me with a new expression on her face, another one which caused something to clench inside of me. I’ve seen girls look at me before, but none of them caused these physical sensations. Placing the food on the table caused Diane. ”“What? You can lift this ‘curse’?”“Well, not as such. But I know the only way this devastation can be ended.”Jane shook her head in disbelief. “Nutters. Fucking nutters, the whole lot of you.”“Complained the flea,” replied Sister Mariana. ~Father Jim Wright was running. “Oh God,” he trembled, “help me. What have I done now?” Three miles behind him, in a layby off the A6, sat his abandoned car. And in the back seat lay a girl called – he thought – Melissa, her lower half naked, his semen slowly. At the end of her senior year, just before graduation she turned 18. Her parents invited me to her birthday/graduation party. I had no idea what she had in mind. The party lasted several hours, as I was making the rounds to leave, Lexy came up to me and gave me a quick peck on the cheek and thanked me for everything I had done for her. I told her seeing her grow into the woman she had become was all the thanks I needed. She had other ideas. Lexy told me that she wanted to show her thanks for.