She had slept with over a hundred different guys, sometimes two and three guys at a time, during her four years in school. She did it all – oral, va...inal, and anal sex. She'd even done some things with other girls. There wasn't a guy within fifty miles who would marry her. Guys were more than happy to have sex with a slut, but they didn't want to marry one.One afternoon, after returning from her job at the burger place, she went to browse the ads on an internet advertising site. She went to the. It stands to reason, really. If I am omnipotent and omniscient, I should also be omnisexual,” I grinned at my bedfellows.“I always wondered about that ‘God hates fags’ crap. Now I don’t have to wonder. If you’re God, I could worship you forever, man ... or Lord. Well, you get the idea. So ... it’s really okay that I had sex with my own sister? I mean, that was the big hang-up for me, in case Kerry wondered. I mean, she is cute as a button, but she’s my sister, you know. I was always taught that. "Most of them put their hands up, but three did not. I called out their three names, then added, "I remember your names, so you must be pretty."They didn't appear convinced, so it was time to use the big guns. I walked over and kissed each of them on the cheek. The third girl tried for a lip kiss - so much for her lacking in confidence! - but I said, "It wouldn't be fair to the other two, so on the cheek only please."When I'd kissed her I said, "You may not believe I remembered your names. While reading the mail I came across a bank statement for my San Diego office. The deposits just didn’t seem right as they were always much bigger then what the bank statement showed. I called the office and got the answer Machine. I entered the code to listen to the messages and it told me that the password had been changed. I then wondered what the heck was going on. So I tried calling the business manager of that branch to be told that the number was disconnected. Now I was really getting.