"My friends," he began, "as we prepare to end this morning's service andgo out to enjoy this glorious day that our Lord has given us, I remindyou that... there is work yet to be done. The town council will be meetingWednesday in this very room to consider our petition regarding ShamusO'Toole's foul brew. I ask you to join with me Wednesday night to showyour support for this measure. And I invite you to join with me now insinging a most appropriate closing hymn, 'Song of Exodus.' Yes, sing. I got undressed thinking about that party we had gone too. It was a night I just soon forget. Larrys older brother Stan was a senior and he was going off to college in a few months. Stan was throwing a party as his parents were out of town. It was to be a party to remember as most of the senior class, that year was going to college, Canada or drafted to fight the Vietnam War. Janet and I were only freshmen but would be going into the tenth grade next year. Larry invited us over as he told us. .. you are dressed so slutty, so hot...” Donna said.“ ... Ready to fuck...” Rebecca whispered, a finger entering Donna’s puckered asshole, while her other hand slipped underneath Donna’s short shirt, underneath the bra, straight to the nipple.“ ... So ... ready to fuck...” Donna said, as she as reluctantly returned her own gaze in the mirror.“ ... Like a whore.” Donna added with self-contempt.“You say it like that is a bad thing,” Rebecca corrected, “Say it like the really good thing it is for. There was no real option available to me. We chatted for a while, I asked her why she thought that her name would be a surprise to me and she informed me that she would let me into the secret when we meet.“When we meet?” I questioned her. She was adamant that we would, and told me that my curiosity would demand that we did.She was right, of course. I found myself smiling and I knew that her assumptions were correct. We set a date and a time for the interview. I had to do it.oOoSaturday was too.