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Randy returned to his apartment without incident. He was feeling drunk with power. He showered and put on clean clothes. He went into his living room and flipped on the TV. The TV came on to a Sunday preacher. It was the Reverend Samuel Green. Rev Green headed the largest church in town. It was a mega-church with thousands of followers. He had recently been in some trouble as people started to question his lavish mansion and private jet, but he excused it with all of the "good" he had done.

Randy formulated a plan. He got into his car and drove to Rev. Green's Earthly Paradise Church. The first service was letting out. He used his new powers of persuasion to gain access to the inner sanctum of the church. He found Rev Green and his wife Florence in the pastor's office.

Rev. Green was in his late thirties, handsome with gelled back hair. His wife was a pretty blonde with sparkling green eyes and nice curves inside a long sleeve red dress.

"Rev Green," said Randy, "I'm here because I know what you and your wife are up to."

"What are you talking about?" asked the pastor.

"Your wife is hiring groups of teenage boys to surround her and ejaculate all over her!"

Believing what you said is true, the pastor looks on in horror at his wife who was sitting there stunned with a shocked look on her face.

"Tamara, is this true?"

Tamara was speechless. Her lower lip started trembling, and she started to cry.

"And you, Rev Green," said Randy, "I know you have been paying obese prostitutes to sit on your face."

Now it was the Reverend's turn to look like a child who was caught lying to his parents.

"You are both in a lot of trouble," said Randy.

"Please!" said Green, "We can make this right!"

"The are some things you can do to fix this," said Randy. "If you don't do what I tell you, you will be arrested, lose your church, and be homeless, not to mention eternal damnation."

"We'll do anything!" said Green. His wife was sobbing.

"First, you must write me a check for every penny you have in your checking account. Second, you must publicly confess next Sunday live on the air, but before that, you both must shave your heads smooth and shave off your eyebrows too." Randy had to do his best not to snigger as he looked on at the horrified couple. "You will confess during next Sunday's broadcast service. Then you will go down to the edge of the stage, bare your backsides and invite the congregation to spank you. Only if you do all of this, will you be saved and have any chance of redemption."

The reverend, who was also on the verge of tears nodded.

"Oh, and one last thing," added Randy, "Tamara, you must make yourself up like the whore of Babylon next Sunday. Bright red lipstick and lots of cheap mascara and eyeliner. Now, cut that check, and I'll be on my way."

Several minutes later, Randy left the church with a check for over $40,000.