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337%u201cNo,%u201d he replied. %u201cReligion is just fiction, made up to hold power and control over people.%u201d%u201cQuite right,%u201d Nancy said.%u201cBut you keep saying, you are doing God%u2019s work,%u201d Hazel countered.%u201cAnd I am doing such, but we are the creations of a mind that dreams up our lives and our encounters, not the creations of a religiously-described entity.%u201d Nancy explained.%u201cI find that difficult to believe,%u201d Gideon challenged. %u201cDoes this mind have a name?%u201d%u201cYes, I think so. I know it only by a three letter one,%u201d Nancy said. %u201cM... O... L...%u201d%u201cMol?%u201d Hazel spelt out.%u201cYes, that%u2019s right. Mol,%u201d Nancy said.%u201cAnd why should this Mol dream up all this and our beautiful, sexual perversions?%u201d Gideon pressed.%u201cTo amuse himself,%u201d Nancy replied without any doubt or hesitation. %u201cHe loves all the characters he, or maybe she, dreams up. I think the mind must be an author or a film-maker.%u201d%u201cI find all this very hard to believe,%u201d Hazel said. %u201cCan you prove it?%u201dShe nodded. %u201cYes. But not tonight. I think there%u2019s been enough excitement for one day.%u201d%u201cI agree,%u201d the Dean added. %u201cI suggest we all shower together and get a good night%u2019s sleep. We can explore Nancy%u2019s proof tomorrow.%u201dThe following morning they began to wake up, one after the other, in Hazel%u2019s double bed. It had been a bit tight, four in a double bed, and several times they had doubled up with one or other of them rolling over to continue sleeping on top of another.Hazel looked to see The Dean still stirring on top of Gideon. She giggled. %u201cGideon, I see you have deserted me for another sweet love,%u201d she said aloud.He opened his eyes.The Equestrian