The preacher, a huge man with a deep booming voice, sat the younger boy down and asked him sternly, “Do you know where God is, son?”The boy’s mo...uth dropped open, but he made no response, sitting there wide-eyed with his mouth hanging open.So the preacher repeated the question in an even sterner tone, “Where is God?! Again, the boy made no attempt to answer.The preacher raised his voice even more and shook his finger in the boy’s face and bellowed, “WHERE IS GOD?!”The boy screamed & bolted from. After work and back at the house Jerry and Terri was getting ready to eat supper when Terri brought up the two in the cave and stated that when she was a teenager that she would climb out her bedroom window and sit in the snow in her bra and underwear, and would think about how she would love for a certain man would come to her and make long lasting love to her in the snow. Jerry looked at her and told her" you never told me this before." he started to think about what it would be like to fuck. I did not catch on to it at first and it was only when I was walking round exploring our site when it hit me. We were staying at a gay holiday camp. I was shocked and did not know what to do and when I got back to the cabbing my uncle was standing in the middle of the room completely naked and he had moved the things about in the room and he had place a table on the middle of the room with hand cuffs cuffed to each leg and he looked at me and smiled and said it is about time you got back and as. What he?d just asked of me was far different to the minor things he?ddone to himself. His logic was that if I was struggling with ideas for mystory of a submissive woman then it would be easier if I wrote what Iknew. Of course, that is an old piece of advice for a writer but for meeasier said than done. What he wanted to do would make it possible, or sohe said. He could magically transform me into Lacey Cooper, the secretiveauthor could come to life as me! I?d become female and he could.