Yes, I have a miracle . .
The body on the sister that I discovered dancing at a local (all nude) strip club when I was on the way out back in '97. She was as shocked as I was but we got over it pretty quickly, like 30 seconds . She sat with me for a good hour (nude but after a few minutes I didn't even notice and she wasn't even aware of it) and we chatted about the lie and secret lives of other dingalings in the congo). She moved back to CA shortly after that. Wish I knew what happened to her, what a sweet lady. I wonder if she is reading this?
She kinda blew into town from CA one day and started going to meetings and studying with the local superfine elder and his superfine elderette wife. Getting back to the org after who knows what, a fresh start, like me at the time. She was like me, smart, educated, from out of the area, no local family or history, and never really fit in, an "out of the box" thinker, a fan of Tolkien and Sagan. It didn't help her that she was drop dead smokin' gorgeous and actually exuded sexuality and sensuality in every direction all the time.
Mrs LoB and I and her were pretty good friends for a few years there until the elders broke it up on one of their witch hunts. Thats a 2000 word story right there. In one sentence the rumor was that we were a threesome trying to get young single sisters in the congo to join us. F**king mouth breathing, moon barking maroons . .
The strip club incident happened when I was on the way out a few years after the elders put us (and her) on their radar, and after me and Mrs LoB had moved to another congo to facilitate the fade.
She was a Pioneer on occasion. And, god, was she beautiful.
WooHoo!