"Just a minute", he says to Trish, then he raises asmall gun. He pulls the trigger, and before I can scream, I feel thisblow, like someone's punched m... on my exposed upper chest. I look down andcan't believe what I s-****"He's coming round." A woman's voice.I tried to open my eyes, but the light was so bright that I had to shutthem again immediately. "Oh, just a minute," said the voice, which had anAustralian accent. "Shibata-san said that you'd be sensitive to brightlight." I heard footsteps. ‘Grandma . . .’ he intoned. ‘What are you saying?’ ‘Just that it all fits.’ ‘What fits?’ ‘The increasingly powerful experiences, the numerous liaisons, the sense of completion after only one time, it’s the new Dispensation. There are very few gods and goddesses on this planet right now. The harvest is plentiful, but the workers are few. We cannot afford to distribute more than one celebration to our supplicants.’ Paul just sat there, but I could see it sinking in. He wasn’t rejecting what I was. Last year it was a satellite dish. It makes my house the natural place for some of my friends to hang out. I had four of them over last Friday night for a Bulls game, and as the Suns got trashed, so did we. By the end of the evening the talk turned to sex (I HATE when that happens... ) and everybody had to tell the story of the first time they got laid. Not surprisingly, everybody had a quite vivid recollection of the girl, the time, the place.I asked the group if anyone remembered his first. "Yes."Ruth hesitantly followed Dan Michaels who walked eagerly ahead of her. When Dan turned to make sure she was following, he smiled approvingly and said, "I'm glad you're bringing your drink... we may be some time in here!"A tingle went through Ruth's cunt. She was thinking all sorts of wild thoughts. If all he wanted to do was fuck her, that would be fine. But that's what they always did, and she was kind of hoping for something a little different, something she had never done before.Dan.