OH! Hi, honey, you're home early. Rev. Blackcock stopped by, unexpectedly, regarding our text asking him to join us for a threesome evening of interracial spiritual study. I invited him in, served tea, and offered him my cookies. He suggested a preliminary lesson with just him and me. I thought it impolite to refuse. He taught me to fall on my knees and worship "his rod and his staff." Soon, I felt my connection with him deeply inside. It was repeatedly satisfying as he filled me to overflowing with his spirit. He said he would visit again on Saturday night.