And then that Hebrew symbol again. The one that can mean four different things. Then, it looks like a diagram of the ruins at Sacsayhuaman with a sect...on not etched as deeply." Each key will lead to the next," Amy repeated, writing as quickly as possible. "Three keys will be needed for redemption or salvation or deliverance or emancipation, or all four." Amy quit writing and looked up with wide eyes. "This is like some kind of ancient treasure map, or ... or..." We don't know," Cody answered. My mother and father came over to have an early lunch with us Sunday morning. Joyce had already called and told Mama about my shaking spells. That was how she started referring to them, as spells. Of course, my parents were concerned. By now, all my wives had been informed about my hand, and all of them had been caught staring at it, as if they expected it to perform for them at any second. It made me pretty self conscious. I found myself hoping it would do it again, just so everyone would have. And Bronson had to admit, she did have a certain slender, symmetrical appeal. It came as another surprise when she lowered herself in front of the male. After some more mouth-to-mouth, her head vanished from Bronson’s view. ‘What’s going on, you two? I can’t see a damn thing but that shit-eating grin on his face.’ ‘Well,’ Freddie paused to clear his throat, a nervous habit endemic to his species, then started again. ‘Well, not much, really, she’s just doing something with her hands. No, wait.. She told me to write because to be honest i think she thinks you have a bit of a fetish for cuckolding, she has found cuck stuff in the pc history and seen stuff you've been getting yourself off to.she also told me that your sex life isn't all that it was?anyway, its all happened like this; i work with your wife and have done for a few month now, we always flirted like workmates do and iv always had a bit of a thing for your wife, shes cute in her own way an i could see tension built up in her.