I turned around to see her standing in my doorway with a delicious grin on her face when she told me I could do anything I wanted with her tonight any...hing at all, I smiled and said I'm down for it and headed to the bathroom to get my shower.having gotten into the bathroom and stripped down with the shower running I got in and began to lather up my hair , I hadn't heard the bathroom door open or close with the water running when I heard this woman's voice in my ear saying you need someone to. My wife told me that it was normal. The rest of the family felt the same way. Unlike back home on Earth where the question of divine intervention was hotly debated, here we knew that our lives were being manipulated by unseen entities. It was a little disconcerting.Sarah was the one who grabbed onto the issue first. She quickly recruited Lizzy and Karen to help her out. I'd learn later just how big of a job that the question became for them. Seeing that their days were being spent working at. God? please get this over with! The prayer becoming an obsession. Carla had never in her life felt the kind of pain such as what she was being forced to endure right now. No amount of screaming and begging made the slightest difference to Helga. No amount of tears seemed to move this woman in the least bit. Was she even human? She slowly and methodically went about her work as though nothing out of the ordinary was taking place. Carla, on the other hand, was plummeting with pain and fatigue.. She conjured up a a picture of her Dad behind her, running his hands through her wavy hair as he stared into her eyes in the mirror. She put her hands over her breasts as if to hide them from his gaze, and the vision in her mind floated away. Brin turned again, looking back over her shoulder at her butt in the mirror. She didn’t feel vain at all that she thought it was perfect. She knew that the guys she’d been with had loved having their hands on it, squeezing her cheeks together, holding on.