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Put your fireworks away.

Molestation Preview 07 - Cannon

MILITARY SCHOOL

“I’ve always resented anyone suggesting that I experimented with drugs. I have occasionally exposed myself to drugs (mostly marijuana) to gain the confidence of those who did experiment. I never expected to gain spiritual or other pleasure from it. The closest thing to psychological experimentation I could consider would be Buddhism. The only drug experimentation I really seek concerns the alleviation of my asthma, Parkinson’s, osteoarthritis, or lethargy--such as Red Bull. That having been said, not everyone caught in a compromising position arrived there through planning or experimentation. For some it is in their genes, for some in their karma, and for some in their disenfranchisement from the American Dream.”

--the author

7 - Cannon

When Francis entered Cannon Military Academy, he knew his life was over, as he had known it.

He was happy to be free of constantly reading the Bible. Golda had broadened his horizons. He knew there was more than the Nazarene Church. There was a whole, big world out there and he wanted to learn.

Nevertheless, he wondered how much he could learn in the confines of these drab gray walls.

His mother had told him, “If you can’t be a Christian, then you’re next best service to God is to learn the military. You’re going to pay for your fascination with Yiddish skirts. I don’t want you getting a girl in trouble anyway. You’re a man and men are no good. Men should find their happiness with men, so that they don’t bring unhappiness to women. A man can’t do any good for a woman. If you grow up to fight in a war, maybe I can be proud of you again. I would rather you died with your lover by your side in a foxhole than that you lived to get young girls pregnant and fat.”

Francis did not want to learn how to fight. He did not want to be isolated with all men and boys. Nevertheless, his mother had handed him a script to live and he had seldom purposely gone against her.

He was shown to his room. He had to sleep in a room with seven other boys stacked in bunk beds. There were four desks in the room and two boys shared each desk. One worked on his homework in the morning and his partner worked on his homework in the afternoon. The middle of the day was spent learning the rigors of military discipline, military code of conduct, respect for authorities, and military skills.

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Every morning, they had to show up for inspection, in front of the general assembly hall. They had to be there at 7 am. They had to be clean-showered and shampooed. Their teeth had to be brushed. Their shoes had to be spit shined. Their long-sleeved shirts and long-legged pants had to be pressed, with sharp and perfect creases, and had to be lint free. Their belt buckles had to be polished. Their shirt pockets had to be sewn into two compartments--a narrow one, and a wide one. The wide compartment had a tablet of paper that just fit. The narrow compartment had a short pencil with no eraser and a sharp point. Their regulation hats had to be one index finger width above where the right ear met the skull and two finger widths above their left eyebrow.

If any of these conditions were not met, the punishment was severe and at the whim of the squad leader. Sometimes the squad leader would turn over the discipline of his man to Major General Wayne Brautigan--but this was frowned on as a sign of weakness and inability to make decisions under pressure. To do so, was to risk never being promoted again and having a negative remark entered on his record.

The punishments varied.

There was the Authority. The Authority was a stick of resilient and hard wood. It had lightning holes drilled in it and was administered to the buttocks with all the ferocity the squad leader could muster.

The Gauntlet was chosen by squad leaders, who were less eager to administer all of the punishment by themselves. Nevertheless, it was admired by the General Staff as a method of showing that when one man went astray it hurt the entire squad. The entire squad lined up with their legs spread. The errant soldier was made to crawl on his hands and knees from the front to the back of the line of waiting squad members--between their legs. As he past beneath each member, that member would hit him as hard as he could with his bare hands.

Demerits were given to each squad for each member that required discipline.

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The squads then formed up and demonstrated their marching skills one at a time. They marched in order that was determined by the number of demerits they had accumulated that morning. The squad with the least demerits went first. In case of a tie, order was determined by the accumulated demerits of that squad for the week, month, or year.

Left oblique march, right oblique march, counter march, about face, left flank march, ad nauseam. If there was a marching command that ever had been invented, these squadrons tried to learn it. Demerits were given for every misstep or failure to follow a command. At the end, they all lined up in front of the Major General for his approval. If there had been no gross errors in the conduct of their field maneuvers, they were allowed to enter the mess hall.

There were always eight squadrons. The boys or, as the Major General called them, men were assigned as equally as possible to the various squads.

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When the eight squads entered the mess hall, they sat at one of eight numbered tables, in the order they entered. The first squad to enter sat at table one, etc.

Table One had pancakes with marmalade, eggs sunny side up, smoke links, milk, orange juice, and a biscuit at each setting.

Table Two had standard pancakes, scrambled eggs, bacon, milk, orange juice, and a biscuit.

Table Three had hash browns, scrambled eggs, bacon, orange juice, and a biscuit.

Table Four had hash browns, boiled eggs, bacon, grapefruit juice, and a biscuit.

Table Five had hash browns, boiled eggs, Canadian bacon, and grapefruit juice.

Table Six had granola with milk, orange juice, and a glass of milk.

Table Seven had oatmeal with milk and orange juice.

Table Eight had hominy grits and milk.

Suffice to say that dinner and supper were served along the same lines with substitutions made for the time of day.

Although tastes differ, it was agreed that there was great competition to sit at tables one through three and to avoid tables six through eight.

A man may prefer hominy grits, but was it worth it to try for them and get stuck with oatmeal, or vice versa?

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The ‘men’ seemed to have no self-direction. They were there to please the Major General and he was there to see that they did. Francis asked them about various things in the world and they looked at him vacantly. He could see it in their eyes, “And so what does that have to do with who sits at table one?”

His first morning, he ate hominy grits. He had had no pencil in his pocket nor was it even sewn up. There was dust on his cap. He had skipped showering because of the cold and because he was not used to showering with a bunch of other boys. Showering was embarrassing. Some of the older boys would dance in the showers with their penis standing up until something came out. Francis did not dare ask what it was, or how they got themselves to stand up.

During the field drill, the order left flank oblique march left him all by himself heading left while everyone else marched obliquely. The man behind him bumped into him and the both fell down and became dusty.

Molestation preview 06 - Golda

6 - Golda

As Francis grew a little older, he Lily allowed him to go as far as a block away from home, as long as he was with the neighborhood kids--but only very rarely.

One day, he went around the block with two of his hoodlum friends, Bob and Barry McMeans. They met some girls who had a tree house. There must have been six or eight neighbor kids gathered in the tree house and they all took turns playing doctor and nurse. When it was Francis’ turn to play patient he was apprehensive. When they pulled his pants down all the kids laughed because his peewee was so small.

Francis went home all red in the face. Lily asked what the problem was, but Francis was too embarrassed to say. She called Mrs. McMeans and asked her. Mrs. McMeans said Bob and Barry had come home thinking they were alone and laughing their heads off about the size of Francis’ peewee. She had cornered them and they had admitted to playing doctor and nurse.

Lily just did not know how to handle a growing boy all by herself. She threatened him with military school if he did not behave. Francis did not know what he did wrong. He was just playing with the other kids. It had been their game.

“You’re better than those heathens. They’ll drag you down.”

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Two weeks later, Lily found Francis on the bed with the church secretary’s son. They each had the other’s genitals in their hands. She opened the door when she heard Francis say, “Go ahead, and then I’ll do it to you.” She could only imagine what that meant.

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Steve was Golda’s brother. Golda liked Francis--a lot. She did not believe he was gay.

Steve had begun to spend more time doing guy things in hopes that he could shake the ‘faggot’ label.

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Golda, meanwhile, would wait for Francis and walk him home. Lily let them play together with wagons and tricycles where she could watch them. Sometimes the families visited and the children did coloring books or discussed Jesus together.

Golda did not believe in Jesus. Lily could talk about little else but Jesus.

Golda said Jesus was just some prophet that Christians tried to deify. Francis did not even know what deify meant. He hoped it was not something bad.

Francis tried to explain to Golda that the Jews had murdered Jesus.

Golda, “I’ll bet you even believe that Mary was a virgin.”

Francis said he guessed he did, since he did not even know what a virgin was.

Golda tried to explain to him what virginity was. She took him in the bedroom and showed him that she had no peewee.

Francis, “Then how do you go pee pee?”

“Through this little hole silly. Here show me what you have.”

He pulled down his pants and she laughed. “Not much, but you got more than my brother. Anyway, if you stick you’re pee pee in my pee pee when your pee pee is hard and break my cherry, then I won’t be a virgin anymore.”

“I don’t get hard.”

“You will. Give it time.”

Francis and Golda had a real serious relationship for their young ages. Golda explained all about Judaism and Francis taught her all about the Nazarene Church.

She explained to him what girls want and how they feel about things. Francis was not sure what other boys thought because he had not been allowed to play with them much, but he told her how he felt.

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They were getting older and their parents were not watching so closely, so they decided to take matters in their own little hands. They set up a lemonade stand and used the proceeds to go to the movies.

Francis found the movies very liberating. He came to realize that his mother did not own the rights to all truths. Golda liked the movies because there were so many Jewish actors and directors.

Golda decided to bake pastries and sell them along with the lemonade. She could make more money with pastries. Then she started making and selling jewelry.

Francis, not to be out done, took up leatherwork. He could sell a good belt for three dollars.

Golda made the most beautiful Star of David pendants and sold them strung on a chain. She could sell them for four dollars. Understanding that she was only making half as much money as she could, she started to make crucifixes. She could sell them for five dollars. Christians did not understand the value of a dollar bill.

Francis started tooling belts with a Star of David Pattern and other belts with fish. The fishermen liked to buy his fish belts, even the Jewish fishermen not realizing that it was meant to be a Christian sign. Farmers bought his Star of David belts. They thought he had been tooling cowboy belts with sheriff badges on them.

It was not until he started making candelabras that his mother noticed something was wrong. Why were there so many candles? Nobody would buy candelabras, with so many candles.

Nevertheless, they sold.

Francis decided to embellish them so he could sell more. He started putting a Star of David in the center.

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One day Lily came into Francis’ workshop to see what he was doing and started shrieking. “Child of Satan! Blasphemer! Let me see your forehead! If my eyes were better, I could see the ‘666’ on your forehead.”

Francis, “Golda and I are just making things sell to people at our street table. We have a good business going.”

“You’re selling out to Satan! You’re no son of mine! You’re just like your father--whoring around with another woman.”

“We were just making some money to go to the movies.”

“I thought you were spending your idle time studying the Bible.”

“I do study the Bible Ma! Jews are in the Bible.”

“Remember, I told you if you did not learn the gospel and behave yourself I would have to send you away?”

“What’s wrong with me doing something to make money with Golda?”

“What’s wrong? She’s Jewish for Christ’s sake!”

“I thought you liked her.”

“Jesus wants us to love our Hebrew brothers. It is not their fault that their ancestors murdered Christ. Christ forgives them, but we shouldn’t be going to bed with them.”

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When Francis was ten years, the Japanese attacked Pearl Harbor.

Molestation preview 05 - Penitentiary Justice

5 - Penitentiary Justice

One day the teacher called everyone in from recess. She did a head count. She was two or three short. She did not have to recount because she recognized at least one missing face.

She went to the door and looked outside. There were no children to be seen. She was afraid there had been a kidnapping. She decided to close the door to prevent the escape of any more children and to notify the principle. She reached back to unlatch the door, so it would close; and there was Francis embracing little Steven Goldstein. They were both enjoying a, for that age, passionate and long kiss. They were oblivious to the teacher standing there.

“Ahem! Are you boys finished? The rest of the class is inside waiting to sing.”

Lily was quite disturbed when the principal called her in to tell her what had happened.

“I wouldn’t worry about it Mrs. Noir. Children that age--they like to experiment. I wouldn’t be alarmed unless it continues.”

Steven Goldstein lived across the street from the Noir residence. Francis had spent many days longing to cross the street to play with Steven. Lily had not allowed Francis to cross the street--and now this. She would have to watch him more carefully now.

She watched everything. She yelled at him when he was in the bathroom gliding airfoils of toilet paper across the room. She insisted that she inspect his toilet before he flushed it and screamed at him if he accidentally flushed. She yelled at him not to spend too much time playing alone in the bathtub.

She took to not letting him play with other boys on the block, even when they promised not to let him cross the street.

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After a few years with no incidents, she allowed him to go to the movies with the boys in the neighborhood.

Her natural instincts got the better of her and she reverted to treating him as though he were a normal boy, after all, he was her child. She treated him as she thought she should. She drummed into his head to leave little girls skirts alone. She had reverted to her fear of men and how they treated women. She seemed to forget about her recent fear that he would not leave little boys pants alone.

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She received word from the penitentiary that Theodore had died. The inmates had found him alone and strangled him. They had tied him upside down to cell bars and cut off his penis. They had written in blood on his belly ‘MOLESTER.’

Lily tried to keep the fate of Theodore from Francis. Especially, Lily never told Francis what the prison mates had done with Theodore’s penis.

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One day his friends cornered him at school.

“You’re father’s a molester.”

“No!”

“You’re father’s a molester.”

“No!”

“You’re father’s a molester and we can prove it.” They showed him a newspaper with a picture of his father and read him the story about how he died.

“No! It’s not true!”

“Is this or is this not you’re father’s picture?”

“Alright! Alright! Alright! Alright! He’s my father.”

He went to the grove of trees behind the school and cried and cried.

Steven came to see him, “I’m sorry Frannie. I tried to tell them not to do it.” He looked back at the boys who were making faces. “They said I was a faggot.”

“Maybe we are.”

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Alright! Three days later the principal found Francis hanging naked from his feet, which he had tied to the jungle gym bars. He was uncomfortable but alive and more embarrassed than ever.

Molestation preview 04 - Francis Assis Noir

4 - Francis Assis Noir -- 1931-1937

Francis was almost mistaken for a girl at birth. His penis had not popped righteously out, as a self-respecting penis should, and neither of his testicles had properly descended.

Eventually his penis did pop out and his testicles did descend. Until they did, Lily dressed him in girl’s dresses, and Theodore refused to brag about his ‘son.’

As Francis grew older, he tended to hang around with little girls. He showed no interest in little boy activities. This lasted for about three years.

Theodore was always scolding him and Francis hung onto his mother’s skirts.

Lily, having had one child, felt that she had paid her dues to the Lord. She no longer had a biblical need to have sex. She hated herself for the passions she felt and she began taking it out on Theodore. Not only did she blame him for awakening the devil in her, but she also threatened to cut him off from sex completely.

Francis could feel a move of the power center in his house from his father to his mother. Although he loved his mother, he felt threatened by the feminine seizure of authority.

Theodore struggled with his lust for a long time. He spent countless hours praying to God for strength to resist his own impulses, but his penis would not lie flaccid anymore, having tasted of the fruit of the vine. Tempers flared when they were alone and away from the congregation. Theodore implored Lily that it was the will of God that such devoted servants be fruitful and multiply.

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One day, Theodore's lust got the best of him. Lily caught him having sex with the neighbor’s daughter while the girl’s parents were at work.

This was all Lily needed, to finally cut him off for good. Not only did he get no sex; he had to cook his own meals, wash and iron his own clothes, and sleep by himself. Theodore’s lust was not to be repressed. It had become clear to him that the Lord was not so interested in the multiplication of the seed of Lily’s womb as he was in the multiplication of the seed of Theodore’s loins.

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Theodore gave up his post at the church. The church seemed to be defiling itself by following his wife’s skirts. He took off in the middle of the night with the fifteen-year old girl. Not only did he find his lust rising regularly but also the fifteen-year old found her buttocks frequently heaving. They traveled to the south--to the sultry climes.

Three months later North Carolina sheriffs found Theodore and the young girl in squalor in a semi-abandoned house. They had made it as far as Luck, North Carolina--a small town in the Bald Mountains, not far from Asheville. They had run out of money and the girl was obviously five months pregnant. Her belly was as big as a weather balloon. Since she was too pregnant to turn tricks, and since Theodore did not seem to know how to do anything anymore but preach; they had resorted to stealing jewelry from vacant mountain homes of the wealthy and stealing hogs and greens from the hillbillies. The newspaper account of the arrest said that Theodore was wearing nothing but a smile on his face when caught with his young girl.

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Francis knew his father had done something bad with his penis and a little girl. He did not really understand what he had done, but from that day on Francis had trouble sleeping. Little girls had appeared in his dreams in the past. Now it was more and more little boys.

The Barnstable congregation rallied behind Lily, who became the main minister of the church. She began to rail against the evils of men, sex, lipstick, and latchkey children.

She never failed to intimidate young Francis and remind him that he was a man boy. She constantly warned him of the evils that men do to women. She frequently reminded him that his penis was the root of manly sin. He was not allowed to flush the toilet without her having checked the bowl. She said she was looking for worms in his stool, but she took her greatest interest the day that Theodore accidentally squirted a load of Jergen’s hand lotion into the bowl. Her fears were totally unfounded, as he was not old enough to even have an erection.

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One day,Lily found Francis at the foot of a young peach tree sapling in a tangle of rope. He had climbed a short ladder and tied a rope around a tree limb. He had tied the other end around his throat. When he had jumped from the ladder, the tree limb had snapped off.

Lily tried not to ride Francis so much. She did not want to lose him. In time, he began to smile and play again. Francis rode a tricycle and played in his sandbox. He swung in his swing and played with his blocks.

He entered the Helen Hall grammar school and seemed to love kindergarten. He learned how to play jacks with the girls. It became an obsession with him.

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This was the same year that Germany seized the Rhineland and formed an allegiance with Italy.

Molestation preview 03 - Lily and Theodore Noir

3 - Lily and Theodore Noir

On October 20 of 1931, the day Hitler addressed a Nazi Party rally in Bad Harzburg, Germany and demanded the resignation of the government--that same day, in Barnstable, Massachusetts, Francis Assis Noir was born to a Nazarene family.

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His mother, Lily, had come from the Côte d’Azur--Cannes on the French Riviera. She had come with his father to the states after being nauseated watching the young ladies at Cannes bare their God given beauties on the beach.

His father, Theodore, was from Lyon. He had been disgusted by the Catholics in his neighborhood, who had fornicated on Saturday and confessed on Sunday. Since he had early onset arthritis, he had moved to Cannes for the warm weather.

They had met at a meeting of citizens who had gathered to close down a neighborhood brothel. Their efforts had failed. The French, after all, had loved their brothels.

Nevertheless, Theodore and Lilly had fallen in love. Before long, they had heard of a religion in the New World that felt as they did about sinners, Jews, and Catholics--Nazarene. Soon after, they had been married by the minister of a local Pentecostal church and had boarded a ship bound for New York.

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Some said they should have just stayed around Cannes for a few years. They might have liked Vichy France.

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They arrived in New York in time for the Great Depression. They had sold everything they had in France before leaving. Theodore had insisted on carrying only gold coins plus pocket money. So, they were much better off than most when they landed.

Totally appalled, by the crudeness of New York, they had headed for Massachusetts. Barnstable had not been a traditional witch-burning town like Salem, but it had had a Nazarene church and Theodore had found a sign in the window of a woodworking shop, advertising for a craftsman. Theodore had applied and had been hired, and the Noir’s had joined the community of Barnstable.

The Nazarene’s had been a small segment of the community and, even though Massachusetts had had a history of radical religious groups that hated each other, the Noirs were considered black sheep. Massachusetts had grown up by the late 1920’s and Catholics and Baptists had often spent their leisure time together at picnics and neighborhood ballgames.

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One day, Theodore came across a Congregationalist minister expounding on the possibility of the miracles of Jesus being psychological, rather than physical, miracles. Theodore punched the minister in the incisors and proclaimed that God had ordained him to dispense physical miracles upon sinners.

When the Presbyterian, next door, came home with a Christmas tree Theodore was aghast. The neighbors had cut the string that held the tree to the car roof and had laid the tree on the ground and then gone inside to make room for it. Theodore took a spare can of gas out of his garage, poured it on the tree, and lit a match.

The neighbors came out of their house screaming at him.

Theodore stared them down. “God is speaking to you from a burning bush.”

Theodore and Lily had made few friends in the community and Lily had to frequently bail him out of jail for expressing himself using his two ‘physical miracles.’

Lily had had her own problems. She had refused to buy a newspaper from the legless newspaperman downtown. She told him God would not have allowed him to be maimed if he had not been getting the European girls pregnant during World War I.

The legless man had never been with a woman in his life. He had been a chaplain in the corps. He had lost his legs while he was administering the last rights to a pair of little girls, who he had found dead by the side of the road. When he had turned them over, so they would not have their faces in the mud while he administered the rights--the grenade had gone off. They had been booby-trapped and left for the Americans to discover.

While they had earned the scorn of the general community, the Nazarenes had applauded their fight for God’s Laws. The church had been a little embarrassed by their tactics. Nevertheless, a collection had been taken up, one Sunday when they had both been in jail.

A deacon from the church went down to the jail to bail them out. He drove them to an ice cream shop and bought them both vanilla ice cream sodas. “The church admires your adherence to the Lord’s word. We need two young swords of the Lord. What would you think of an offer from the church to pay all your expenses to go to seminary school and become formally charged with the Lord’s work?”

The Noir’s agreed. They thrilled that a group of people recognized them for their devotion and unwavering adherence to God’s principles.

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Seminary school was a challenge. They got into several squabbles with the teachers over the intent of biblical verses. They almost were kicked out for insubordination. The deacon from Barnstable made a pilgrimage to the college to argue in their behalf. Eventually, a meeting was held and the Noir’s agreed that they would behave themselves. They needed church recognition to continue their campaign.

They fit in better than one might imagine. There were no dances. No music was allowed. There was no liquor. Young ladies and young men were required not only to bunk in separate dorms but also to attend separate classes. There were no ballgames.

Yes, they fit in rather well. It was as close to they would ever get to living in what they considered a perfect world.

A month before they graduated, the Barnstable church offered them positions of minister and associate minister. It had seemed that the main minister had died of the croup and the associate minister had left without a word, upon hearing the news of his minister’s death. There were two vacancies to fill. This would keep the Noirs together.

Stories had circulated for a coon’s age about the previous ministers, as to whether or not they had been homosexuals.

As soon as the Noirs became installed, Lily and Theodore  set out to deprive the ex-associate minister of his ability to preach in another church, because of his alleged homosexuality.

Surprisingly, there were enough calm heads in the church hierarchy to stop the motion and it had died stillborn.

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Despite their best efforts to deny it, eventually Theodore and Lily had to admit that they had sexual designs on each other. They rationalized it had been God’s will to continue the new line of faithful servants.

The congregation never knew it, but Lily became pregnant one night on a church retreat. Just after admonishing their parishioners to go to their rooms and concentrate chastely on God’s Plan for their lives, the two zealots found themselves alone in the chapel. Lust overtook them and, for the first time since they had met two years earlier, they made wanton sex--right up there in front of all of the pews.

It was the first time that they ever had sex, and Lily had been surprised by its effect upon her. She had never ever called out to the Lord so often in her life before. Theodore came away with a thirst for the flesh he had never known existed.

They both covered themselves and slunk sinfully off to their quarters before anyone could discover the deed.

Voice Crying in the Wilderness - Passwords

I know the labor market sucks. Don't sell your soul to the company store!
They already have enough 'information' on us all to make Mother Theresa look like a whore.
RESIST!
Let them have your online IDs if they ask.
DO NOT LET THEM HAVE YOUR PASSWORDS!
FACEBOOK, TWEET, GOOGLE, YAHOO -- don't let the horse out of the barn!
They will only ask you to work long hours for free as an intern.