“Honey, it’s me. Sadie. I’ve done it. I’m here at the CNN Town Hall here in this abandoned church and I’ve just been baptized a Michaelist o...n live TV. Tell me, what do you think of that? Would you like to join us? I won’t need my old clothes anymore, due to the Rapture, in case you’re worried about my nudity. Are you watching this?” Sadie asked him.“Look, honey ... it’s just not for me. I just ... can’t. I can’t sign up for this kind of life. But you’re clearly committed to it. You’ve made your. Or, maybe, he was sniffing the crotch getting a mixed set of smells of my vagina and the detergent. Is he licking it? Is he holding my panties to his face while stroking his cock? How long must his rod be? How thick? Does he have large balls? Or are they small and tight? As I was picturing all this, my legas went weak and I suddenly had to sit on my bed.I said to myself, “Sudha, you’re crazy! You should be feeling angry with him for invading your privacy instead here you are dreaming about his. .. I get it ... Stay here."Sally looked at Grace ... Grace nodded. There was a handshake ... more of a basketball knuckle bump ... but I got the picture."There's a bed side urinal ... sandwiches on the bed ... water. It would have been better if you had agreed to stay put on your own ... you could shit in the head ... now ... if you have to go..." Sally faded that sentence perfectly as the pair of women walked off the boat.I didn't have to go before she said that ... now? I'm in trouble. I. I could sense a lot of sexual energy in that room. I was hoping that this would lead to something more than just exchanging glances.Soon, the therapists were done with the massages and asked us to head to the bathing area in the room, have a shower and head back to our rooms.There was an uneasy silence in the room. Sarah broke the silence, “Hey, let’s finish what we have come for”. I didn’t know how to respond to that.She took the lead, she got up from the massage table and started walking.