I have no logical reason for dismissing this possibility. It just feels wrong. As I behold the Multiverse in all its beauty and complexity I cannot be...lieve that it was created by that legendary Riverboat Gambler: Random Chance.Alternative Two: God really is the sort of sadistic, etc. etc. If this alternative is the true one than clearly God is not worth wasting my time on. So the hell with what He wants... time to carpe that old diem!!!Alternative Three: There is a God, alright, but She has. He saw all different types, from business men to young college age kids, from well dressed to slobs, from groups to solo loners. Some looked like regulars, others like first-timers or occasional visitors. Many hooted and hollered obviously, others feigned indifference, while some pretended to be jaded and too cool for the room. The girl on stage had dropped from his sight behind the standing audience, probably lying on the floor, exposing her pussy for the crowd. Her third song ended and she. Troy looked to the sky and expressed his feelings that they were going to get wet. Sure enough, he had no more than said this, when the first drops of rain started to fall. Kurt called and proposed that they delay till the rain stopped."There is no roof on this shelter so we are going to get wet either way," Troy reminded him. Suzie found a cave behind the falls and it looks to be big enough for all of us to get into and stay dry," Kurt replied.Readily, Troy and Kathy agreed as neither had the. As soon as he had become hard he moved over on top of me. Whispering, it's time for you lovely lady, to enjoy my cock."Oh Jon Paul, I have already enjoyed your cock," As he moved, I spread my legs, my loins were on fire, I needed to be fucked with this magnificent cock, the likes I had never seen before. I felt my juices seeping down my crack I was so hot wanting to feel that huge flared cock head stretching my canal. I lifted my hips, helping him achieve his goal as much as possible, I ached.