Problem: During our time of somewhat destitution our church helped with mortgage paymants and what not . Not to be critical , but I called the church secretary and asked for help , this was several months ago , and she put me on hold for a moment , came back on and said they could nt help . Then I said oh because we are members of the church .

Why is the narrator so grateful to the Church ?

A: They helped with their mortgage .

Problem: Likely around 5 am . Prime stethoscope thieving time . Anyhow , this has made me think of what I would do if I found someone wearing my stethoscope . And it reminds me of a story from undergrad . When I lived at 3 Aberdeen St during my time at Queen 's , we would often have people come up to our door asking for bottles , or donations to vague charities , or sometimes they would just ask if " Johnny " was home . These young males would be carrying an empty duffle bag and have an old mountain bike ditched on the lawn .

When is the story the narrator tells from in his life ?

A: None of the above choices .

Problem: Then the caress of his soft mouth and tongue as they met mine . The world stopped for a long instant . The throbbing of my bottom lip mingled with the lust - filled deep kiss , tongues brushing against one another . His hand released my wrist .

Why is the narrator so vividly worked up ?

A:
The narrator is intimate .