He handed the dust pan and brush over. I knew they wouldn’t be much use in cleaning the floor. I also knew the real reason he had given them to me: so he could look furtively at me, as I bent over.

That idea turned me on.

I welcomed it, and decided to give him a good look at what he wanted.

I rang the bell and she opened the door, dried her hands, and said heartily: ‘Hello, stranger. I was just saying to Cliff only tonight, it’s about time you showed up around here.’

I wanted to detach him from her, but first I had to sit through about ten minutes of her. She was my sister, but you don’t tell women things like I wanted to tell him. I don’t know why, but you don’t. You tell them the things you have under control; the things that you’re frightened of, you tell other men if you tell anyone. (“Nightmare”)

Animals do it largely for the REPRODUCTION, but so-called Social Animals (People) do it regularly thinking that it will give them SATISFACTION.

The things I call crisis and all the things that were coming after me are all coming to serve the purpose of God in my life.

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