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Saturday, September 28th, 2013 – Paris, Texas

It was a warm September day as I strolled down the street toward Daniel Boone Park. A perfect temperature, high seventies or low eighties, with a gentle breeze keeping you cool. The girls were out in skimpy shorts and light tops.
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We were in San Francisco for a week, spreading the Holy Word, when Wormwood erupted. Brian fell ill. A great fear clutched my heart. The hospitals were overwhelmed, and I could only sit next to my husband and Master as he died. I furiously prayed to our Living Gods over and over until my sex grew sore with the ferocity of my devotions. On the third night, the God appeared in a vision before me, glowing like the sun. He took me in the vision, pleasure suffusing my entire being. “All will be well, my slut,” he proclaimed as my passion overcame me. “Your faith has been rewarded.” The next morning, Brian’s fever lifted.

–Second Missionaries 14:01-04

Mark Glassner – I Corp Headquarters, JBLM

The predator drone’s footage was in black-and-white infrared. Every figure glowed brightly against the dark background. The last of my soldiers were holding out at the Washington State Convention Center as Lilith’s monsters swarmed the massive building. A bomb went off on Pine Street, dropped from an A-10 giving air support, leaving a giant crater and the broken remains of dozens of her daughters.
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Wormwood, as the disease became known, ravaged the world. No one knows the precise number of men who died of the Demon Plague, but estimates are 1.02 billion. One-third of all the men living on the planet succumbed before the disease ran its course five months later.

—excerpt from The History of the Tyrants’ Theocracy, by Tina Allard

Monday, November 18th, 2013 – Mark Glassner – Tacoma, WA

I was exhausted.
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And the Gods delivered the city of Seattle to their loyal Slut. With a courageous heart, Jessica faced the trials of ruling a city tortured by the foul demon Lilith.

—Second Book of Vivian 6:1

Friday, November 15th, 2013 – Jessica St. Pierre – Seattle, WA

The first week of governing the city of Seattle was over. I needed to blow off some steam.
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And though Fiona betrayed our Gods, she could not resist our Goddess’s love.

—The Gospel of April 45:10

Fiona Cavanagh – Murano Hotel, Tacoma, WA

I lay on the hotel bed watched by two of Mark’s disgusting bodyguards. They still wore the same ridiculously slutty, cop outfits they had when I was a slut. Though the gold chokers with their number printed on them were new.
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