“Do you need to use my guitar, Mike?” Pastor asked as he put his hand on my shoulder. Pastor Whiteside was a pretty solid guitar player and often ...ccompanied his church members as they sang in church.“That would be great, Brother Aaron,” I said, remembering that he asked me to call him that over his more formal title.“Okay, it’s already up on the stage, so just come up and put this poor man’s six-string to good use,” he laughed and then turned to greet a few visitor’s to his five-hundred seat. He described it as "all he really wanted in return." It seemed both reasonable and necessary as she needed to be completely open with John such that she was fully shriven after the event.While she had not fully agreed, she had to admit that a major hurdle was now addressed. The plan covered many bases and while she still had questions, she could see a possible path through the maze of obstacles. With the k**s now in bed, she started to fill the tub. She needed a bath to think about what she had. It was still not quite eight o'clock so the office was still pretty empty. Sandra liked to get in early before the daily onslaught of e-mails, phone calls, and voice mails would inundate her. It was a quiet time to get her paper work taken care of without the constant interruptions that were a normal part of her business day. She was just about to slice open another piece of mail when out of the corner of her eye she spied little Loo Wong setting down in her desk on the other side of the. ”“But you said you would let us go if we cooperated!” Phaeka wailed. “We say many things, Imperium cunt, but we are under no obligation to honor them – not with treacherous Imperium scum who care about nothing except their own skins.” Saying this, Okotwe nodded to his men. One of the Xokothi thrust Shinatri into Wulfkar’s arms. With their trade complete, the men now set upon poor Phaeka. She flailed and struggled.“No! Please stop!” “Let’s take her into the woods, men. I have a very private and.