Teresa shivered as a breeze caressed her face and the curtains gently moved. It felt as if it was Erik, caressing her comfortingly, telling her not to...worry. She took off her clothes and slipped into the nighty Erik loved so much, feeling the satin flow over her body. Making herself comfy in bed, she turned off the light, starring out the window, loneliness filling her heart and soul. ‘Oh Erik, how could you do that to me? Didn’t you tell me that only the good guys die young? You swore you. No, Camilla, she thought, is nothing sacred to you? ‘Idols cannot speak…or see,’ he continued, his penis rising. ‘Neither can we…if we adore them. Idolatry is…a false love…that blinds us. As Shakespeare wrote…in A Midsummer Night’s Dream, ‘Love looks not…with the eyes…but with the mind.” ‘Cute, and intelligent,’ Camilla whispered. ‘Sexy in my eyes.’ She continued giving him his psychic hand job. Candice looked in horror at her. Not with a priest, Camilla, she thought. ‘St. Paul tells us…to. More

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