Before they could knock, I opened the door. Two very smartly dressed young men were smiling and carrying leaflets about Jesus. The taller man asked me... if I was interested in salvation. Amazing as it may sound, within two seconds I’d hatched a plot to teach Albert a lesson he’d never forget.I invited the men inside, asking them to keep their voices down as I’d just got my baby off to sleep. I directed them into the lounge and asked them to be seated. I quickly explained that I was a lapsed. Paul restrained himself to making a curt mumbling sound and hoped it would pass for an acceptable “thank you.”He picked at his breakfast and watched in anguished silence as the banter between the trio continued.He tried to gauge the current situation between Bert and Karen. Karen seemed more or less at ease around Bert and for some reason that made Paul’s stomach sink. He wondered if she didn’t even remember having sex with him. She had been extremely drunk at the time, after all. But the more. She hadn’t seen him for over a year and both of them had changed a great amount. He had a more chiseled fact, but his beard still had its boy like quality, not fully grown, yet not shaved. She had lost a lot of weight, admittedly, that had something to do with her two broken ribs that still have not completely healed. She stepped back and held her arms out to her sides and asked, ‘So what do you think? It’s not much, but I call it home…’ she smiled her irresistible smile and spun around. He. I take them into my own hands and slide them underneath my shirt along my waist. Hold me...or better yet hold on tight to me. As if you hear my thoughts your grip tightens. You're hooked. You no longer can move away from my lips. Through my pants I can feel your body reacting. I feel the sweet pulsation... the throbbing of your dick. I wonder how long has it been since you had a girl... it doesnt matter. Nothing really matters anymore. I close my eyes and let myself drift away and vanish into.