.are you a guy or a chick," heasked hesitantly.God chuckled heartily and said, "Jake, Jake, Jake. We'll take yourquestions in order. We are God, don...t come from hell, and yes, We are manand woman. Really Jake, chick is not the best way to describe women." Okay, God huh? You realize there is no way in hel errr heck I'd believethat." Let me make you aware, so you'll know US." Jake felt a warmth in his mind, and he knew that it was indeed God."God, wow! Can I call you God? What do I do now? . ”“But I could talk to someone in Ohio?” I asked.“I think so, yes.”“You think so?”“I’m not about to promise you a THING in this area. Ohio could always come up with something, and you could be charged, even if the charges were eventually dismissed. Mandatory reporting has made it nearly impossible for someone in your situation to get counseling. Ohio has tried to create exceptions, but in the end, the therapist has to decide if it’s worth the risk of losing their license and the risk of criminal. His escape attempt alerted the women that he had seen their faces and could go to the police; that was not even on their radar until now, this had seemed almost like a rough game. The brunette grabbed one of his arms, nodded at the other arm, ?Help me drag this worm to the bedroom?. And with that, he was harshly lugged into his old master bedroom. The redhead turned off all the lights in the front part of the house. With the blinds and curtains drawn, the house was very dark from the. She cast off the flimsy sheet that was all she seemed to need for night-time covering nowadays (do I even need that?) and stretched her naked body, abandoning herself to the blissful enjoyment of being twenty four years old and totally - but TOTALLY - fit and healthy.She sat before the mirror and contemplated herself. Still that hair on her legs! Still the unshaven armpits! Must get them seen to - I suppose! Oh I don't know. Got to like the wild look, somehow!!Into the shower. She pulled on the.