Chuck got to the door as his anger rose.
Swinging open the door, his anger vanished immediately. Before him stood possibility, opportunity, and a lot of fucking fun.
"Hi, I'm Elder Aaron, and this is Elder Wyatt and we are visiting our neighbors today sharing a brief message of hope. Will you let us share it with you?"
"Sure! Come on in boys." Chuck slid out of the doorway and let the young missionaries into the living room. Chuck motioned to the dinghy sofa for the guys to settle in to. "Just give me a minute. I was doing something time sensitive on my computer and I need to shut it down so we can talk."
The boys nodded and settled in.
Chuck went to his computer and instead of shutting it down, he unplugged it from his power cord and brought it with him. Chuck watched with more than a little disappointment as Jacob had lifted up Mark and was now fucking him from a standing position.
He changed the focus of the Chronivac to scan the two men seated on his couch. Immediately, he turned their awareness settings to unaware.
"So mister, we are elders of the Church of Latter-Day Saints. We are here spread the revelation of Joseph Smith."
"Boys, Boys, don't go so fast. We're just getting to know each other. Relax."
Chuck changed some settings and the young men did relax. Leaning back in the couch and drifting slowly into a state of semi-consciousness, their eyes glazing over and their eyelids drooping slightly. Both of the boys sighed deeply.
Chuck clicked and typed and instantly their white short-sleeved button downs vanished. Their ties and little gold name tags stayed on, draping over their necks and their name tags sticking to the white temple garments.
With another click, their pants vanished. Leaving them in only dress shoes and socks and their temple underwear.
Chuck didn't know if there was a god. But he knew now that for Aaron and Wyatt, their god was here in this room, ready to demand their worship.
Chuck smiled and got to typing.