Before she could utter a reply, tendrils of water snaked their way from the basin behind him, curling around his form for an instance before darting o...t, catching her off guard and throwing her back against the door. The force of the current picked her up and held her suspended about a foot above ground with her arms above her head. Before she could fall once more to her knees, the tendrils around her wrists turned solid, keeping her hanging in place. Chamara took a sharp breath. She had. ..?My name is Paul... my name is Paul...!??I am a man... I am a man...!"And then the messages changed....?Your name is Paula... You are a girl... You serve The Sisterhood...!??My name is Paul... I am a man... I serve no one...!? Paul fought backagain.?Your name is Paula... You are a girl... You serve The Sisterhood!?Paul fought his mind was strong, he continued... until...?Your name is Paula...!??My name is Paul... My name is... Pau... My name is Paula... My name isPaula...!?Paula smiled. ?My. There was also Aunt Molly, aka Mama Molly, the woman who had adopted me, taken me in, and yes, taken me to bed since I met Gavin, my spirit guide. She was my father’s sister, and her main man was Curtis Howard, aka Uncle Curtis, aka Daddy Curtis, her old boyfriend who happened to be black. Any sexual contact with him was minimal and largely incidental, though it occurred at times while we were drunk.We were both bi, but we also both preferred twinks when it came to guys. He was still very. He left a light on in the pantry and lay ed paper all over the floor for the dogs to shit. He never did train them to go outside. It was too much trouble he said to climb the stairs all day and night. He said he hopes he can figure out what he is missing on his theory and why it only worked once. And with that he left. We ate the chocolate before he reached the top of the silo and shut the door. Oh man that was good I said and he said he never had chocolate before and it was great. He then.