Lucia was standing over him, one foot on the floor and the other pressing into his throat. Those heels! God, how that spike heel dug into his soft fle...h! With his free hand Boyd clutched at the lace-up boot. He grasped her ankle and tried to push the painful foot away. It was no use. The boot only bit into his throat more painfully than before. Groaning aloud, he looked up to plead for mercy. Lucia's expression filled him with sudden terror. She was demented, her face a mask of sadistic. ”“Anything else?” Lynette asked Sam as she slipped out from under my arm and knee-walked to the food basket and micro-fridge area.“I’ll take some strawberries, grapes and cheddar cheese chunks ... and a coke from the micro-fridge, please and thanks.”After Lynette got a plate arranged for Sam, she looked over at me and said, “And what would my good man like?”“The same, Beautiful, but a couple of those chocolate chip muffins, please and thanks.”In thirty seconds or so, Lynette handed me a plate. "So, it was a 'naughty' liaison she was fantasizing about tonight, so much the better. She wasn't that pure in her heart that a little lust for some hunk didn't seep into her unconsciousness. She was very human - after all that was the part the Divinity needed, into which was being fused His Spirit within her. Though Mary was making out with the Holy Spirit at the time she didn't realize it right then. Whoever the mysterious stranger was, he's good at turning a gal on, Mary thought.A tongue. Nothing had changed. No new Spirit was evident anywhere.Strange things had been happening all evening so I just took this additional mystery in my stride. Not thinking there could be any harm in answering I gave the neutral non-committal reply, "How can I help you?"Well, you could have blown me over when the young woman reading put down her book and looked straight at me. As she put down her book I heard, "I love to read."Forget that the book went, 'Poof!' when she put it down. It just misted.