Whatever "I" think or "I" will must be put to death, and we must only think of what's the will of Jesus? What does Jesus want me to do? If I do this... will I please Jesus? For "I" am already dead, and instead the Holy Spirit is reborn inside me, and my earthly flesh is only a empty shell to be used by the Lord to spread his Words, and to accomplish his commands. Praise the Lord for he is the true and living God. Amen. 9/1/2012 Yesterday after dinner as usual we sat around the dining room. I already offered regular coffee and parties to whole staff when any project completed. So when I asked to stay and have a pizza at 9 pm after completing work, she was not surprised. She stayed and as we talked, I showed her my witty side and she was literally awed. She was impressed no doubt which was obvious from the way that she felt completely comfortable with my closeness there on. Showing a file or getting a signature, my elbow many a times pushed into her breasts too whereby I acted as. I remembered her panties looked a little damp in the crotch and I wondered if she had been fooling around with one of the guys at the party. Of course, even if she was guilty, her husband had no room for complaint because his cock was buried to the base right up my vagina slit in a doggie style way that I loved the best of all.I saw her hand wander down to her slit and I knew right then that she was one of those housewives that had a yen for girls because she was zeroed in on my ass sticking. It turned out that we dipped half way into the second can.I made my way up into my room. I couldn't believe that Darla was stillsleeping. She really looked like an angel. I watched her for a fewmoments before softly awakening her. She awoke with a start. I could tellthat she had no idea where she was."Darla, it's all right. You're in my room, remember?"She smiled up at me and made her way to the bathroom. "I'm going to go and start cleaning up. Oh, and Sam's going to be here ina few minutes." I.