Cully? Cully! Please!”I took her into my arms.“Girl, it’s okay.”While the water heated up for tea, I quickly dressed.She remained on the couch... drying her eyes with the facial tissue she already had on hand. I’d been beaten to tears, she’d been traumatized to them.“The Whistler” went off-she jumped.“Cully!”I ran like the dickens, nearly wiped out on the tile, then cut the switch, poured, squeezed the bags, with my bare fingers, eschewing the steep and served. I included some Pepperidge Farm. ”Mr Cirota broke in. “You have flouted the school’s Program rules and the federal Program law and I have the authority to insist that you comply with the Program rules.”“Mr Cirota, you’re flogging a dead horse, as my dad likes to say. There’s absolutely no way you will get us to participate. You saw what happened when you tried using physical force. The enforcement people you called in were sent packing this morning. Mr Davis threatened suspension but then realized he couldn’t do that. Can’t. The city is lit up like a thousand stars at night. As Rob announces he has to go to the bathroom, Lisann invites Mia to try out the bed. Mia plops down and closes her eyes, immediately taken with how comfortable it is compared to the hard one in her own hotel. Lisann sits down on the other side of the bed and reaches over, gently stroking the younger woman's hair across her forehead. Mia smiles, mentioning half-jokingly how she might like to stay in their room overnight if they don't mind. Just the sounds of the night insects chirping through the dark.It was the hour, and He had called her forth. The campground was His alone and He owned the darkness... and He called her from the tent to Him. To serve Him this night. His erection was immense and angry, looking even more ominous in the dancing light as He stood before her... between her and the fire. Her pale skin gleamed in contrast to the darkness behind her and He watched as she shivered... more from the anticipation than from.