"Take the word christians used to name the man on the cross. Jesus. If a Buddhist whacks his thumb with a hammer, does he cry, 'Oh Budda!!?' Or Wiccan...curse, 'Isis!!?' Even the Jew, 'Yahweh!!?'"No... 'There is no other name under heaven by which men might be saved' ... Whack yourself with a hammer? 'JESUS!!' Do it again? 'JESUS H CHRIST!!" That's how deep the word goes. And the word is pervasive."When the result is joy ... happiness ... pleasure, why shouldn't the people who best know their. "After June left to get on with his wife's and her aunt's hair, hereturned, slowly and carefully in the shoes, to the kitchen. There hefound that two men had joined her and a mountain of food, already laidout on decorative trays were being unloaded and were covering everysurface in the large room."Come with me Violet," Cook told him.He helped her lay out a huge buffet table at one end of what the cookreferred to as the 'Banqueting Hall'. Plates were piled up and sets ofcutlery wrapped in. I knocked on the door. Rose answered hiding behind the door in a black negligee with a sexy corset underneath. Her breasts were pushed together and her legs were covered in silk stockings. Perfume filled the air and I walked in to see Dawn lying on the bed. She was stretched out catlike wearing a bra and panty set black edged in pearls. Both of them looked like models from a catalog. They both smiled and offered me another drink. I took it to help calm my nerves. They explained how. I could see his cock head swelling up. Then my son frantically yelled out, "Oh god mom I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum all over your face!"I don't know what came over me, I heard my sister's voice in the back of my mind just saying over and over again, 'Come on Samantha, do it! You know you want to. Make your son happy.' I tilted my head back an inch or two and opened my mouth. I didn't stick my tongue out; I just left my mouth open. My son suddenly said in a very excited voice, "Can I really.