This is where it gets weird. She looked at me, in my zinc-oxide faced, running/walking clothes glory, and told me to read Revelations, that the fornicators will burn in a fiery lake. Did I look like a fornicator? I was not exactly at the height of attractiveness, unless you consider a 41-year-old woman in running tights and a baseball hat the epitome of beauty. But then, what does a fornicator look like?
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