As can be easily imagined, Abe was an extremely popular personage in the gospel trade. During the course of any given week he got many phone calls and mail that had to be dealt with. This was of course where LaRonda, his invaluable secretary, did a great deal of her work. Because of the vast volume of incoming mail, Abe created a complete series of pre written replies that covered most items. There were thank you letters for different kinds of contributions. There were acknowledgment letters for all kinds of situations from condolences to invitations. The computer was set up so that name and address labels could be easily created and placed on envelopes for quick answer servicing. Even with the bulk rate the postage bill could get pretty substantial. The greatest importance was placed on the contributions that came into the office with incredible regularity. If the contribution was more than $1000 this warranted a personal call from "The Man" himself.

So although Abe had some very nice quality time with the sluts and whores that flocked to his bed like some special group of enchanting devotees, Abe still had a lot of work to do during an average week. He had to field many phone calls even after LaRonda's careful screening.

Sometimes he had to type and mail out a special letter when the form letters didn't apply. Then he had to spend time preparing and rehearsing his sermons. After all it was the sermon that was the bottom line of his success. So it wasn't all fun and games. Abe knew when to pay and when to play.

After one particularly busy day, LaRonda shut down the CPU, locked the front door and went into Abe's plush office. Gospel quartet music was quietly filling the background with its pleasant male choral harmony and Abe looked up with his eyebrows raised in question.

LaRonda gave him a very mischievous smile. "I got a special surprise for you tonight Abe. You gonna love this one."

He put down an RSV bible he'd been studying. "Oh?"

"Yeah, her name is Anita and she's a delectable young virgin who's been fantasizing about having you be the first one who does her. Her parents are out of town tonight so the coast is finally clear."

"She a good looker?"

"You betta believe it! She's one hot little chili pepper with all the right trimmings. I told her just how to dress so you'd put her down real bad in that big bed of yours. That spick chick was a little nervous though so she wants me around to help things along."

Abe laughed, "With you helpin' out, that little chick doesn't have a prayer."