He closed the door behind him, the noise causing Mary to flinch. It was not possible. It couldn't be him."Please, God, let this be a dream. Make me wa...e up," she pleaded, looking skyward."You're trying my patience," the man said. "God is useless. He can't help you. Now come with me."In a daze, Mary silently followed the man into her living room. She sat on the couch with her elbows on her knees and her face cupped in her palms. After praying again, Mary's fingers spread and she peeked through. Now show Sarah what a dog you really are and lick your dinner.” I bend down and lick the plate clean; it doesn’t take long because you only left about a spoon full. I then lick Sarah’s plate as well, much to her delight. I then bring in the pudding. You don’t leave me any of that. I just have to clean up after you both as you laugh in the lounge.I come back in and sit at your feet. Sarah looks at me and grins; she produces the remote control and sets it on medium. “Now come here and massage my. She looked up at me then back at the approaching Kimberly."Oh shit, shit, shit. She is pissed!" she exclaimed."Kneel at my feet Brittany." I used my no nonsense tone, "NOW!"Indecision flickered across Brittany's upturned face as she stared first up at me and then at her older sister. She made up her mind and crawled next to my feet, turned and went up on her knees to face the oncoming Kimberly. Brittany's hand went to my leg and she leaned against me. I could feel the pressure of her full firm. As I tried to nonchalantly look forHis car, feeling rather foolish, I saw Him walking toward me from the parkinglot. He was wearing gray slacks and a white buttoned-down dress shirt and hada slight smile on His face. I stood to meet Him, unsure what to do—dowe shake hands? Hug? Rather, He said, "Hello Emma," and walked past me to openthe door into the store, where I followed Him, somewhat taken aback, to thecoffee counter. He proceeded to order lattes, decaf for me, and then led meback outside.