"A pleasure to meet you Sonny. You can call me Grandpa Jones, or sir," the little old man replied."You're file says that you're Benjamin Jones," God p...inted out."A name's just a hook to hang your reputation on," Grandpa gently chastised. "I wasn't so proud of some things I did when people called me Benjamin Jones, or even just Ben Jones. I've got the scars to show I paid for them, and Grandpa Jones is what I go by now." Do you know who I am?" God asked.Grandpa Jones frowned and looked at him. Flashbulbs popped once, twice, three times, as hehit his mark and struck a pose. Walking back, he looked down and sawthat he was dressed in a black lace merrywidow. Another flash and hefound himself in a completely different outfit, a blue satin babydoll.He made another stop and turn. This time he looked down into the seatsbelow and saw a familiar face, but he couldn't quite place it. Thesudden instantaneous costume changes were disorienting but he started towalk with assurance after a while.. Somehow I needed to keep some kind of signal running to his brain. Then I accidentally ran across the source of the whole problem."Joey. John. The five way long time ago. Drugs. My fault. Damnit, heart stopped." His heart stopped!" Joey said to the nurse."What do... His heart has stopped!" the nurse said, raising her hand to strike again."No! Don't," Joey cried.Her hand struck John's chest, then again, and again. Each time both John and I jerked, but less and less every time she did.Joey. She pushed open the size 28 jeans with her hands. She had her hands on my hips. I felt my cock move toward the cold air in the room. I kicked off my leather shoes. I then felt her long red nails move down my abs. She stopped at the small patch of hair above my cock. Her eyes opened. Next she dropped her fingers to my hard cock. Her eyes got big. She used both hands to wrap around the shaft. She stood up quickly. She pulled down my jeans to my ankle. My cock sprang out. I was at full attention..