I took off toward the setting sun. I ran past giant houses that were all starting to look the same to me. I passed the residents and wasn’t affected...so strongly by their outlandish styles or lack of attire. I also gave up on the notion of borrowing by way of stealing a car, truck, motorcycle, or even bicycle. I never saw any form of transportation.I reached the end of the neighborhood, walking out into a lush, grassy field. The sun had dropped below the tree line in front of me. No one followed. "I was there, remember?" I mean before I met you," she sighed. "I never would have been in Rome in the first place if it hadn't been for that Paul guy." Really?" I got a little more serious then, just as my friend already was.She didn't think any of it was funny, and why would she? This was her life and Sofia had just found out that it wasn't as random as she thought. Unlike my experience with Paul, the girl was just now learning that someone else held a measure of control over who she was. It. Did my heart rate go up as I followed his order? Yes it did. When I returned to the table, I had my panties wadded up in my hand. Fortunately I wore skimpy ones. I could get them almost totally concealed in my hand. They were completely lost in the Reverend's much larger hand."Doesn't that feel better? " he asked."It feels strange," I said while toying with my stir fry."But better strange? " he asked again."Yes," I replied."Then say it," he demanded."It feels strange but exciting. So yes, that. Certainly I wouldn't object if she got me into bed. But that was a far as it went. I sure as hell hadn't heard wedding bells. Nevertheless, I made polite noises about inviting her to dinner at an unspecified time.Diane had other ideas. She had decided that Jack was not going to slip through her hands. As she drove home that evening she thought about him. She had enjoyed his company. Whilst she had done most of the talking, she had done a little research beforehand and had used that to extract.