OH, OH I AM GOING TO CUM ALREADY… OH YEA... YES, YES MORE… JUST LIKE THAT…. DON’T STOP. GOD, PLEASE DON’T STOP……”I crawled over to one...of the dining room chairs and levered myself up off the floor. I could feel the bile rising from my stomach. I ran to the kitchen and barely made it to the sink before I hurled. I cleaned myself up, made it back to the table and sat down, exhausted.As she’d predicted, about a half-hour later, Susan and ‘Mike’ reappeared from the bedroom. She was wearing HIS. .. but SHE WAS. “So why didn’t you go and meet him?” I asked.“Oh he’s not anywhere near as nice as you, and I’d never have fucked him. They’re all the same, these guys who come to church just to get a woman in bed.” She told me.“Guys really do that..?” I said, truly amazed.“Oh yes. I think it’s a bit of a kink for them. They like to think they’ve made a major conquest if they can get to fuck a woman who likes getting on her knees and praying. Bit like when I’m sucking your cock really...” and. ’ The sheriff, judge, and rector all shook their heads, contemplating the possibilities of this assertion. ‘Gentlemen. Do you recall February 1899, when so much misfortune occurred in this town? All I’m saying is, maybe those events were providential or supernatural or evil or just dumb luck. Maybe providence and such are the same vehicle that God, Satan, Mother Nature, and who-knows-what-else uses to do their work. My task is to identify and sort out what comes along, and cull the bad from the. The bus ride to the school seemed a lot longer this time. When it finally pulled into the parking lot, Jason lingered and let his friends -- he still thought of them as such even now -- leave the bus first. Heather and Melinda glanced oddly at him as they passed. Richie stopped and even glowered at him briefly before moving on.Cassie arrived a very short time later. She waved to him and rushed over. Just as she drew close, there was a brief shout off to the other side and Diane came running up.