"We were once far more beautiful than you and while now we have freedom of our own we have to settle for stealing beauty from others. At best we settle for innocence and suppleness of form, but you possess even more!"
"We want you!"
"We'll have you!"
"In a thousand ways with enough pleasure to fill a thousand years."
"Don't be afraid. All we want is everything and we'll have it too. You can't resist us for we are powerful."
"We'll use your body until we crack your spirit and then we will know peace, because we won't be the only ones to have to face the judgment to come."
"You'll enjoy the ride we promise."
"We'll make you famous."
"Don't resist our conquest of you, because that can hurt."
"We won't be denied anything while as yet it is our time to reign in the glory of our fall."
"You have no covering, but soon you will have no life at all for you have no authority that binds us from you. We choose whom we will and we choose you!"
Feeling broken down spiritually to the size of an ant my lips nevertheless moved in a whisper of a steady repetition that echoed of the foundation that I was built on, "Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I will fear no evil. Thy rod and Thy staff comfort me and surely………" I reached the doorway that lay between the two fallen angelic tormentors.
It seemed that my utterance of the words of God visibly wiped the lust from off their faces and with anger they both reached for me. There was nothing I could do.
I had not known that this type of power on the side of evil could exist to this degree in that I felt completely overwhelmed by the power of these fallen creatures who evidently had the power to do with me as they willed. Did my faith in God for protection count for nothing?
In the selfsame moment I reasoned that though my body was abused my spirit would be forever beyond their reach, but just the same the thought of the unholy use of me by evil was just too much to bear and on a plea I begged, "Jesus please!!!"
The laughter of my tormentors stopped as before me a body of light formed. I didn't know what to do.
"Walk on Samantha. I'll hold the way."
I glanced up into the face of the being of light that held the outreaching hands of my two tormentors locked in place. They were resisting and yet the sounds of their struggle against greater authority were dimmed from my perception.