Dial - Season 1 - Episode 5

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Dial - Season 1 - Episode 5

The old man that owned the business didn’t play fair, and sought to pull a fast one on me. I was smarter, though, and turned the tables on him. In the process he lost his business, and I took over. He went to the lawyers who slapped us with a lawsuit.

They sent Bajoe over to see if a deal could be worked out.

From the moment she entered my office I knew I wanted her on the list.

She was cold, and a true professional. She had had her fill of men, and was now concentrating on building her career. Bajoe told me, straight off, that if I had other ideas I should forget it because she was never going to sleep with me.

I had heard that before, and so I set out to charm her.

Three months down the line she was still not on the list. I wasn’t flustered though; the thrill of the chase intrigued me, and I stuck to it with tenacity.

She was a staunch Christian, and she kept inviting me to her church. She told me point blank that if I would have any meaningful relationship with her, as I was claiming, then I needed to be in her church.

According to her, she had stopped seeing non-believers because she knew that had only one interest: get between her thighs! If I really wanted to commit, then she would only let me have her if we got married. So I had that option to be with her in church. When I was committed enough, and still wanted her, then she would marry me, and then I could have her.

My father hadn’t been a religious man, and so I had never really been to church, but I wanted her fiercely, because she had stretched me too far. It was all part of the chase, part of the thrill, and so I finally acquiesced, and one Sunday in the third month of knowing her, I followed her to the BARE LIGHT INTERNATIONAL CHURCH.

The church was an incredible edifice, built with finesse and with stunning architectural beauty. It looked more like a city on its own once we went through the main gates.

The car port was filled.

I was taken through a series of initiation when Bajoe introduced me to some of the church leaders.

They made me fill some extensive form which I just scribbled on without actually reading the wording.

Finally, I met the man who founded the BLIC.
He was an astute European, quite aged but sprightly, with a firm handshake and piercing blue eyes, and as he spoke to me he made references to the form I had filled earlier. He was wearing an all-white gown, and he asked me a series of questions whilst Bajoe sat beside me with a radiant smile on her face.

The Founder was called Duke Grayhem, but his title was LIGHT.