”The priest decided that he would have to learn more about this cult. He politely replied, “I thank you again. I won’t detain you any more.”Jo...n left knowing that the priest had his doubts about him. He smiled as to what the man would think after he looked into his background. He expected to get a visit from him tomorrow.He took a few more steps and found himself beside the reporter. She was talking on her cell-phone to her grandmother. Her eyes were red and misty as though on the verge to. To ease the awkwardness of the situation I implored, "I hope you boys will be discreet about this." Frank replied quickly, "Discreet? Lady, I never want to think about this again or I may NEVER get another hard-on."Was he flirting with me right in front of Beauregard? How rude. After they left I picked up my clutter, tucked Beau into bed and plopped onto the sofa, heating pad nestled between my legs. No sooner had I gotten comfy when out on the lawn there arose such a clatter: sirens, deafening. “I love you Tessa.” I spake as I caressed her cream colored shoulder and drank in her breath. Her eyes closed briefly. This very action instilled upon me the truth that I have known all along. Her head dropped partially in shame, partially in a loss for words. Her rose colored cheeks faded and then her eyes opened. Upon the edge of the woodlands we gathered imagining shaped clouds of colorless folds- unbounded in riches and unfettered by ideas. Tessa looked at me and then quickly looked away.. I lose consciousness. I guess it’s a sensory overload, like a circuit breaker tripping out.“Last night was fairly normal. I guess I must have cum about five or six times. Mike and I were pretty tired so I think we just collapsed in the middle one time. But you know what? I always wake up the same way. I sleep on his right and shape my body as close to his as I can. He has his arm around me and his hand cups my right boob. In the morning, if I wake up first, I squeeze his hand. If he awakens.