The kid walked back to his newspaper stand smiling. ‘You gave some kid,’ Michael looked at Ralphie, ‘my hundred bucks for a newspaper. I don’t...get it.’ ‘Correction.’ Ralphie closed Michael’s window again and signaled the driver to drive. He held up his wad of cash to Michael’s face. ‘This is my money.’ He pocketed the cash, reached in his jacket pocket, and withdrew an envelope. ‘And this,’ he smiled his smug smile that he smiles when he thinks he is being so smart, ‘is your money.’ He handed. .. well eternity can really begin to drag. A god without followers is like a junior banker in 2009: redundant. Thus one has to resort to petty bickering and squabbles amongst themselves for any sort of recognition of their powers and glory. This in turn has led to the rise of the inter-deity wager.Even though the arguments had raged on for centuries, the first such wager occurred in 1883 when Ra, the Sun-God got into a quarrel with the fire-god: Zhu Rong. Being one of the original great gods. The headwaiter, in excruciating English, tried to inform them no tables were available but Peter would have none of it, answering in a bark of guttural Chinese that seemed to flow endlessly off his tongue. Backing away, the waiter rushed off to the kitchen while Peter slowly made his way to the altar in the corner where he knelt. Lighting three joss sticks he seemed to bow his head in prayer, completely ignoring his party. ‘Oh god, he’s off again. Stop looking worried, Jennifer, Peter is. Her mouth was full and wet.As Brad stared at his sexy sister, he felt his cock growing hard, and he found himself wondering if Jessie would let him fuck her."Can I come in and visit with you for a while, Brad? I'm lonely," the young girl purred, moving past him into the room, taking his answer for granted.Brad was speechless. He watched her body moving beneath the silky pants and he felt his cock hardening more."I thought I was the only one home," he said, finally finding his voice."You were....