Adam, Eve, and Lilith ... they were real enough, but they were just people. The smartest people on Earth, due to a little slight... ‘guided mutation...’ of their DNA by Jehovah. The old Boss changed his mind about a few things at times and then tried to cover it up to an extent, such as his one attempt to make a Lawgiver who was an actual demigod,” Marcy whispered in my ear while pulling me aside.“You mean Jesus of Nazareth, don’t you?” I asked her directly as I began taking her in a rough manner. BELLAThe chair was very comfortable, but she could’ve been sitting on a bed of nails and still felt like she was in Heaven.The Painter had put her there. Cat Eyes did; she liked having her own pet name for him. Whatever his name, he was her master, the guy whom she'd wanted to pick her the most. Bella felt ashamed that she hadn't said anything when he showed her off to the crowd, or when his tall friend came over and told her he'd been talking about her. She felt guilty about doubting him. . But it's what his friends were talking about so hedeveloped some insight and savy on the subjects thanks to his femininecounterparts."What should I wear?" How is my hair like this?" Does this make me look fat?"Those were questions Greg would typically field on a daily basis. Hisopinion grew to become one his classmates had grown to count on."How do you think I would look in this?" one girl would ask, flippingthrough a catalog of dresses, prom gowns or lingerie."Do you think I could pull this. "I know, I'm not here to see her," I say, as I walk to his desk and sit my ass on the corner of it. "Then what are you here for? You're not in some sort of legal trouble are you?" "No legal trouble. But I gotta problem alright." "What sorta problem?" He asks, going through some papers on his desk. "The kind only you can fix." I say as I move some papers on his desk, until I clear a spot on his desk to sit down, in front of him. I open my legs enough to give him a view of my panty-less.