Wecan be a witness to him, a testimony to the grace of God. Maybe God willwork through us to call Timothy out of his darkness into His marvelouslight....Maybe we will plant the first of many seeds in his life that willone day grow into repentance on his part, or else." Or else what?" Sarah asked."Or else, we will be the evidence God will point to on judgement daythat Timothy had heard the truth and rejected it."With that I had each of us go to a separate place in the house and prayas we would for. We had a great meal, Mrs. Andrews was an exceptional cook, and were still sitting around the table drinking a little and talking. Nancy looked great as usual, it being a warm early summer evening she wasn't wearing much, just a little purple summer dress that only went to her mid thigh and had a very low neckline. She never needed much makeup and always had the right amount on to compliment her eyes and hair. Her boobs were larger than normal, but not obnoxious in size and she had them. Jennifer noticed it in time and got out of the way as the monster pulled it down in her direction. “Time to be aggressive. B, E, aggressive. Punching and throwing doesn’t work, how about we split the difference. Something with some reach,” Jennifer said. She twirled the baton again and threw it into the air. “Spinning...” She caught it on the way down and kept the twirl going. “Ignition...” It was noticeably longer. She threw it up again. “Burning...” She quickly reached up and caught it in one. As my panic level subsided slightly I just knew I was flushed with embarrassment, shame almost. I’d never been caught wanking like that since I was a teen and my mam caught me one morning.My panic level increased when I couldn’t find my porno mag. Had she taken it? No, when I grab up the duvet and threw it over me to hide I had dropped the mag right there in front of her on the bed!The next morning I didn’t come down for breakfast and left quickly. And that evening I said I was checking out,.