Say the word, Jack, and we’ll take him downstairs to circumcise him repeatedly forever. Get it? Skim a little off the top?”“Please, God ... no! ...Who are you, Jack? Are you Satan or the ... Antichrist?” Jerry begged and groveled now, his tone far changed.“Jerry, do me a favor. GO TO HELL!” I lost my patience with the prick after he called me the Antichrist over the phone.That was kinda too close to home, you know. Reminded me of how Jehovah until very recently wanted to cook me alive forever. No. She was definitely plotting to hurt me if Ididn't do what she asked.Well, unfortunately for her, I actually enjoyed that kinda thing."I'm just the daughter of a prostitute, my queen," I explained, keepingmy voice soft and respectful. "I'm not worthy of such a position."I figured that would be enough to get me out of it. As much as I lovedbeing abused, I didn't think I'd be able to maintain my composure if Ihad to deal with it full time. Besides, while it was a joy to bepunished, it was even. . we walked the mall for a bit..." Did you hold hands?"Denise shot Jill another dirty look. "Yes," she snapped, irritated by Jill's teasing tone, "and we had coffee. Then I took him to Dee Gee's for a late lunch and we ate in that park by my apartment." Sounds like a nice date. Did he kiss you goodbye? Are you going to see him again," asked Jill over her shoulder as she exited the bathroom. Denise followed the taller girl to her bedroom and sat on the bed, while the panty clad Jill began. Mr. Benson had done a good job preparing the Chorus for their concert andI was very impressed with their music. Their rendition of 'You Can't HurtMe' was great, and I knew that leaving Chorus was not only a great ideabut it was the right decision.Saturday was nice and relaxing. After my appointment with Mary, Emily andI spent most of the day shopping before going to see a movie with Ethan.We even let Anna, Emily's younger sister, join us. Anna adored Emily andme, and I hadn't had much time to.