Then, he would respectfully propose to his matronly wife of some 20 years that they engage in the act just to determine the extent of the sin. He cons...idered it practical experience and his wife was more than willing to participate since it was the will of God that she assist in the redemption of some poor parishioner's soul.In recent months, Agatha had been in a bit of a funk. She had even resorted to the use of her old standby Mr. Stuffings who normally resided in the bottom drawer of her. I felt disappointed. That didn't last long. My son started unbuttoning my dress. He started at the top button and was working his way down to the bottom button. As he was unbuttoning my dress I could feel the cool air from the car's air conditioner. It made my nipples even harder. I felt him unbutton the last button. He opened my dress. The front of me was totally naked for my son to do what ever he wanted to do to me. He started running his hands up and down my body. He started fondling both. Then he ordered the other women to rise and to ensure that they could see the whole of the proceedings. Eunuchs were despatched to fetch any other women to be witnesses also. Maryam came last of all wrapped in a bath towel and grumbling at the Chief Eunuch about her bath being interrupted for nothing. When she finally noticed the Emir sitting unobtrusively to one side she subsided into silence, but continued to look annoyed, oblivious to the fact that she had seemed so attractive only because. The years went by and those of us that found it, those that still live, wonder yet what is inside and yet the door stays unopened. The world has walked through our park viewed the ship, touched its surface and yet never opened its door. Are we content in our ignorance? We must be. Are we that willing to not to face our fears? It must be so. I am the last of those who found the ship so many years ago, now old myself and ashamed of what we people have become. Lost in our own fears, withdrawn and.