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oned by the all of the hypocrisy of it all.

The bibles were sold as signed by the founders of the

churd retly discovered, even though both of them

had been dead for decades. The bibles were just printed with

publishing dates they had passes away. The healing towels

were made in a by child labor, and sold at a five-

hundred-pert-profit. The religious artifacts were made in

Mexid also sold at a sinfully inflated profit. Even with

the substernal tithing to the church, it was obvious that my

boss and the current head of the church were being

wealthy men.

I began to hear stories about the founders of the

church. She preached that everyone should believe every

word in the bible, but she loved to hang out with the

Hollywood set and dressing flashier than the movie stars she

admired on the s. There was a big news story oime

when she disappeared for a week only to show up in Palm

Springs claiming that she had been kidnaped and escaped and

walked across the desert for almost a week. When it was

pointed out that she wasn't sun burned or dehydrated, she

claimed it was GODS maniacal. There were rumors about her

husband having to pay off young girls that he had

imprego keep it quiet. The faithful wouldn't believe

anythiive about them. As far as they were

ed they were being persecuted by people inspired by

the Devil. As for me, I began to believe everything whispered

about them.

The more disillusioned I became about the church, the

easier it was for me to accept the physical advany

boss. He was of Swedish extra, and I had always called

him Mr. Goughler, but he insisted that I call him Daddy in

private. It bothered me when I heard his employees called

him Mr. Gobbler behind his back. But I had to admit that his

behavior was very homosexual.

It didn't take long for me to bee fortable

sleeping with my

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