" Being God is a big responsibility." And what if I don't want to be God? What if I just want to be normal David Jones again?" Impossible, Lord. You a...e now God, and the only way for you to stop being God would be for you to choose a successor." Then I want to do that." And if you do that, you will automatically ascend to the Gods' Heaven." What's that?" A place infinitely more wonderful than the Heaven you visited when you died, reserved for former Gods. You will go there automatically when. "Crawl over here." I told her as I let my shorts drop to the ground, and I gripped the base of my cock and pointed it at her.She crawled across the cab making a very cumbersome activity look sexy as hell. She lowered her face right down to my cock and took most of me into her mouth and braced herself. I grabbed her head and started to push myself into her.I used long thrusts getting to the back of her mouth and teasing the opening to her throat. She was salivating heavily as I was fucking her. ...I was?....I don't think so...." Oh yeah....you have an intensity.....I couldn't miss it" There were a lot of guys....maybe they were...."And she interrupted me, "No....you...were...staring...at...me."And I looked down from her eyes at the bar. I knew I couldn't deny it. "I'm sorry....you're quite attractive. I shouldn't have done that. I apologize. Can I make it up to you? What do you want? Can I buy you a drink?"And she replied, "Sure...buy me a beer...I like Heineken."And so I called over. I force my eyes away from his lithe form, cursing myself for caving into his rugged beauty. You don’t live in this town and not at least know of the man that stands beside me now. No, he is definitely the talk of the town ninety-five percent of the time, and ninety percent of that ninety-five is usually about something bad he’d been caught doing in the past. He doesn’t talk much, but his lack of verbal communication is made up for by his tell-all eyes which have let me see a few things that.