" Turn on your computer. I want to video chat with you." Ok, I'm getting online right now. Hang on a sec, kay?" Yeah, just hurry. I'm signing on now t...oo."As my chat window opened up I see my girlfriend, her face floating on and off the screen wildly. Finally the picture settled on her face as she sat down. From the background I could tell she was sitting on our bed. This was the beginning of a familiar scene. I'd been working in another state for some time and between what we called "conjugal. They weren’t good students like Samantha and Todd who were sure to earn a scholarship and their parents didn’t have the money for an expensive college education as well. Todd and his girls paid no attention to the fact the atmosphere around them changed gradually over the afternoon. The males were still looking at the flawless natural centerfold beauties, though the goal turned more and more into admiration than pure sexual interest. There was no doubt that no one could break through the love. I have emotions. That my creator, the asshole,endowed me with all the attributes, traits, habits, and everything elsethat a good character needs to hold the interest of the reader." The lead-in to my story is perfect. A complete and informativebackground, character introduction, the works. Then I was put into asituation calculated to appeal to the reader's perverse interest and holdtheir attention. Things were looking great for me... as a character thatis. I had personality, looks, charisma. I. “Fuckin’ A! Keep it up, please!” Ireland pleaded while I went back and forth from her juicy, sloppy snatch to Frankie’s.That was when Lilith brought in our latest prospect. Miranda Kerr. It was her idea to bring the Aussie model directly down to Hell to show her that torment wouldn’t be her fate. It would at least neutralize Evan Spiegel’s recent conversion to Michaelism somewhat, as Michael’s prophets hadn’t exactly told the truth about my domain. We had to act quickly to secure Miranda’s.