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"Do you trust me?" She felt his breath ghost across her skin as he leaned close and whispered in her ear. He strode around her as she hesitated. Reaching out he lifted her chin until she faced him. "Do you trust me?"

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He could hear them coming into the church. They were talking and laughing, turning on lights and pulling out chairs; they were getting ready to be good children of God. Well, most of them were. He eyed his telephone for the hundredth time in the past three days. His hand twitched to pick it up, and he nearly did. The laughter echoed through the darkened church again. Her laughter. He found himself standing and gathering the evening's lesson almost mechanically.

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