"Who cares what you give glory to, whatever that means? Worship your Bronze age deity as much as you want, I have no problem with that but either stop mooching off the scientific method or stop putting it down in such an ignorant way."
" Samantha smiled, enjoying the power over him. The Jock just sneered as he violently snatched the pencil from her. She laughed as Mr. Fredrick handed her a paper. His hand brushed against hers, she blushed and his touch sent currents of lust to her wet te.
He suddenly grabbed her arm; a crazy look overcame his face.
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