This bottle has been in there for months.”“Yeah, right!” But she was smiling as she said it. “OK, open the damn bottle and let’s see if it...��s any good.”“It better be for what it cost.” I reached for the corkscrew, opened it, and poured us each a glass. We toasted silently and took our first drink together as we started to undress each other. Naked at last I couldn’t take my eyes off her youthful yet ripe body—hairless from her neck to her toes, making her look even more vulnerable. But I. I noticed my wrists and ankles were swollen with welts. They will pay. I made my way up the stairs to the kitchen, where everyone was up, still sitting around the kitchen drinking coffee. Guess it was still morning –I hadn't looked at a clock. With my big jock dick swagging between my thighs, and still buck naked, I walk to the counter and poured a cup of joe for my self. All the b o y s started right in on me---'morning shunshine', 'it's alive', 'well hey there stud', just laughing and cutting. There were media people everywhere, including Marley Kendal and her local competition Hanna Page. They both tried to get a statement when we came in but I avoided making any.This process went on for hours before the Judge called all the parties to a conference in his chambers. Half an hour later the bailiff came out and handed me a note that said, "Bring your group and briefcase; follow the bailiff."Eric, as the representative for DHS, asked for the airport plot. It took twenty minutes for me. "‏Because he doesn't exist," Lucas said to me."‏Sure he does, I was at his church yesterday," I knew what he meant, but my reaction was that of a normal person, not some kind of jaded bitch."‏Jason Archer just appeared here last year. He set up that ministry, but his ordainment must be from the back of penthouse or something akin to it."Shit, I have been conned, I thought. "So what's his scam?" I can't find one.‎ ‏He isn't putting money in the bank anywhere. His income from the church will.