I really liked this guy. We talked on the phone for a while. Then one night, we went out riding around. We started to talk about sex. He asked me what I thought about sex. I told him how I felt about it, and he told me how he felt about it. After that, our conversations seemed to get hot and heavy. One night we had sex in the car. That was all right. The next time we had it at my home. The third time we had it in a hotel. The man was a preacher. Now I don't hear from him, so I guess he's in confession. What I thought was going to be good turned out to be a devil. I haven't heard from him in about three weeks. So, I guess I will move on because preachers are human, too.