I really am serious formality gets in the way of what I do.’ Peter said. ‘I have one of those awful names given to kids by poor black mothers back...in the eighties, but now it’s Marsha,’ the back woman less than ten years older than Peter, said with a warm smile. ‘We are all victims off our childhood. Keeping that in mind makes me a lot less judgmental,’ Peter said taking her hand. ‘That works for you?’ Heckle said. ‘Actually it does. I have to keep an open mind, when I do what I do,’ Peter. "Wilber" her husband said, "We are about 30 minutes away" I'll ride with you Suzette said, Wilber doesn't mind. "Well Ok. During the drive Suzette said, "I know what you're thinking. She said. You are wondering why I'm married to him. With tits like these, I could get any good-looking man I wanted. Well I can. Ya see Wilber has money and lots of it. I married him for the money & he knows it. Now let's see that cock you have behind that zipper" She unzipped my pants and started stroking it. I. You just touched her one boob and she too cooperated. Then by that time all four of us were completely naked and we were watching each other. Then we just discussed how to proceed. I was watching both of your dicks which were standing straight and both of your dicks were staring at our pussy. Then we all decided that we should first fuck that girl. She was happy and we all made her to l lie down on bed. She was fair enough and her boobs just jumped towards aside due to their over size. She was. That’s part of my plan. A new religion. It’s not a matter of choice. If your God was real, my powers shouldn’t exist, anyway. The fact that I have them tells me that God is operating on a different wavelength from what humans expect or have been taught in their various collections of holy books. It also tells me that some form of divinity or deity is real, just not the one that is depicted in much of civilization. Both ancient, modern, and postmodern ideas of God are all quite wrong. I’m living.