Good morning happy campers. Oooh - a man in the hot seat today. Welcome. We need more of you. So, here is your question, Liam.
If you could arrange an audience with God, what would you dare suggest he had got seriously wrong in his grand design. What advice would you offer him to remedy it?
Good morning, Viviane, and thank you for hosting me today...then again...what a question. God has an overall plan, so in those who believe in God he got it down pact. If you...and you did...ask me I would say to take care of our children. My heart breaks (and yes, men do have hearts) to hear and see children inflicted with adult diseases, or any other disease that sees their lives cut short. This I wish He would have planned around our children and kept them save.
Good and thought-provoking answer, Liam. We see so much suffering around us, it is sometimes hard to believe God intends this. I don't think he does. I think he made man flawed. Hey, we were an experiment and sometimes experiments go wrong. Maybe my view is a tad controversial but this is what this blog question is all about. What do you think God's plan is? Do you all share Liam's wish? Please leave a comment and I am sure Liam will find a way to reward you. Meanwhile, here is a blurb and excerpt from his...how can I say... naughty but deliciously fun little tale Enchanted Bathroom....oh if only my bathroom was so much fun.
Sandy Warner finds more than she bargained for in the Three Lillies bathroom. Overcome by the moans and groans from the couple in the next stall, she begins to fantasize a hunk obeying her every wish.
Richard Leere didn’t expect to find the woman of his dreams flustered in his restaurant. After a surprise grab to his groin, he smiles.
Sandy, unsure if the man before her is real or her imaginary hunk, steps back. After an embarressing moment, she now must decide if she should make a move while the smile is plastered on his face, or apologize and walk out with her dignity.
Having finished the pukes and cussing I took out my handy mouthwash and rinsed several times at the mirror and sink area. The door opened and I heard footsteps approaching. When I looked up I had to take a double take...
“Miss, are you all right? I heard...well...someone being sick and just wanted to make sure no one needed my help.”
I stared at him from the mirror. My hunk! My imaginary hunk stood behind me. In a daze I turned around and grabbed his crotch.
“Hey!” He stepped back.
I must have turned all shades of red because I felt the embarrassed heat flaring my cheeks and neck.
“I’m...so...sorry.” I just grabbed this guy’s crotch. What am I? Nuts? “I just wanted to make sure you were real and not a part of my fantasy. Oh my God, you must think I’m nuts.”
Totally surprised, he didn’t run out like a mad man. He actually approached me and...