You don'thave to spend much time with Jenny before you realize that she's a bigflirt. Just then, a dark haired girl came dancing into the room."Hey g...rlfriend! Whadya think?" the girl sang. This must have beenMackenzie. She was sashaying in from the side office, swinging her hipsand waving her hands up high. If it wasn't for her sassy tone andsparkly face, I would have thought she was doing some sort of seductivedance. "Ohh! I am so sorry! I didn't know anybody else was in here,"she. Her passion shocked him. He felt her hands roaming and pulling at him as if searching for something, her lips tugging at the wattles beneath his chin, her tongue playing with them, her breasts brushing and rubbing and dragging over his chest, her taut nipples tracing burning paths across his aging skin, her hips grinding lewdly as she wriggled and hunched on top of him. Geoff pulled her to him and kissed her, hard, brutally, aroused to full stiffness and blazing hunger. Their tongues wrestled,. Irene had only studied Latin for a few years, and she was quite rusty, but she’d been able to make out a few words of Father O’Shea’s rant - “whatever they say, you shall become” - something like that.She was running across the front yard of the church she’d gone to her whole life, when she heard Father O’Shea’s voice behind her. Looking up, she saw that he was poking his head out of the window of his office.“I do wish you wouldn’t run on the grass!” he said, and though Irene wanted to get out. All those hetero couples throughout human history who ever tried sodomy and all the gays who've been sticking it up each other's asses, and nobody's ever parlayed it into gambling winnings? Sounds pretty damn unlikely to me." Unlikely? Mick, why don't you just come right out and say impossible? No, it's all a figment of my imagination. No, sodomy doesn't confer an evolutionary advantage. No, Alexander the Great, a practicing bisexual, wasn't a conqueror. No, Julius Caesar -- 'every woman's.