He was a Pentecostal minister, so I wished him a most enjoyable baptism ceremony and may the Lord count the kangaroos until the end of days. I was left alone in my apartment with a rich library and Mondays off. Although I expected this to happen eventually, when she came out and told me, it didn’t sit too well with me, but it did. I was left alone in my apartment with a rich library and Mondays off. I wanted to put my hand there and caress her, and the scariest thing wasn’t my burning desire, but the thought that she was actually looking forward to it. I had dealt with virgin girls before and had even deflowered a couple of them, but I felt the need to tell Emma this was the first one to make her feel important. Wiser? Wiser? I say it was better because one day my wife, now ex-wife, announced to me dryly that she had found her great love and was moving with him to Australia and would be baptized into his faith. I walked her to the door, took her jacket off the coat hanger, and held it out for her to get dressed. At one point, she flinched and I realized I had reached the seal of her virginity, so I pulled back.
