Some appreciate the access to information and others resent the competition. All dislike the business model of the interlopers." The bottom line is th...t a dozen small but effective items and one big honkin' item, all unused, clean and unregistered, but with legit paper, found their way to my van with proper supplies. The anonymous donors request that they not be returned but be used in good health. Your recent efforts to depopulate the ranks of certain interlopers made you their favorite. Her very pale skin (keep in mind, she's pure Irish, the whitest people on the planet) gave of a glow that was so intoxicating that I couldn't take my eyes of of them. When she moved to grab my shirt to remove it I jumped back out of reflex. She quickly grabbed my and said in a very calm voice "Don't be nervous, just relax and enjoy the sensation". She then, very gently, grabed my pants and slowly unfastend the button and zipper and pulled out my rod. Upon seeing it confused expression came. Aurora argued with me. She pleaded with me. She nagged me. In the end I couldn’t turn her down, so I found myself in the office of the Parish Priest.Of course I couldn’t actually tell him the entire truth, because he would believe that I was delusional or a pathological liar.“Are you sure that you want your fiancée present while you give your confession?” Father Lopez asked.“Yes, she knows everything about me — my sins, my virtues. She is one with me.”“So, first, whoever told you that you had. "It's pure smut-writer bullshit and I want you to change it." Change it? I'm sorry, I...." My lips kept moving but no sound was coming out.I'm a we'll-spoken, articulate person, but I don't handle confrontation well. My thoughts sort of freeze up on me sometimes, like some of those chat boxes on the internet.He gestured slightly with the cigar at the yellow legal pad in my lap, "Write these down. Juices, we already said that one. And add 'dancing.'" Dancing," I mumbled as I wrote."No more.