You stalk what looks like lovers in a parked car. MISS. It's Tonya Tibbs.

You manage to put yourself back together in time for a diner shift that evening. Mandy's cooking, you're serving, Sally's on the register, and by mid-shift, you're back to joking with each other. Right after that, you come round to the side door from a trash run and see a car parked in the lot with the windshield fogged up and the driver's window cracked a little for air. Somebody treating the diner lot like it's Lover's Lane? Happens now and then.

It's a little slow, so you tell Mandy and Sally what's what, and you fetch out the broom, a trash bag, and a pair of gloves so you can say you're sweeping the lot. There's always a little this and that to tidy up, so it's not like you're not actually doing nothing on the job.

Roll +COOL(0) to STALK the lovers in the car.

5: MISS.

You do your best to act like you're doing a lot check and tidy, broom in hand. You do find a couple of used rubbers in a different corner of the lot, and of course there are the usual cigarette butts and candy wrappers and fast food trash. By the time you get close to the car, the window goes up, a rag swipes enough fog away from the inside of the windshield to drive, and the car pulls away.

The car turns and catches light through the windshield, giving you a glimpse of the driver's face.

You're near certain it's Officer Tonya Tibbs, whose vocal joys filled the night as her partner Officer Billy, Bill Bright it was, gave it to her good over the hood of her police cruiser while you and Mandy were locked up in back.

Lord bless them both in their joy last night, and you hope they're doing well. Though as Mandy said, they're probably in trouble with their wife or husband and with the police department.

Poor Officer Tibbs. Was she here to keep an eye on you, on the low-down?

Your poor honeybear Brian's still in the hospital. Well, you'll check in again soon and see when he's coming home. You hope your girls will be back from their colleges after he gets out from his broken leg. But before will be fine, he always cheers up for your sweet girls Shasta and Sarah.

You kneel by your bed that night, saying your prayers for all the people you love, and for all the good in the world.

Behind your headboard are "Love is patient" from St. Paul to the Corinthians, and "A Perfect Marriage is Two Imperfect People Who Refuse to Give Up On Each Other."

"May the Lord grant you peace and love and joys on earth like the joys of Heaven," you pray.

The angels all round you smile down.

One of them is an angel with an arrow held up, ready to pierce St. Theresa's heart, but she's already full of joy, her head thrown back, her eyes closed, and that angel's just gonna give her another thrust. That Bernini, he knew what was up, there. Somehow your honeybear managed to snap a picture of you with that same look on your face.

You have 0 XP.
Stats: Hard -1, Hot +3, Cool 0, Control -1

Character Moves: Mind Control (+Hot), Mistress (+Cool), L7 (+Hot, apply the same roll to eat her and get eaten out), Ass-licking (Hold 1 after having your ass licked, spend to get fucked or take +1 Hard to get fucked)