What Every Mental Health Professional Needs to Know About Sex By Stephanie Buehler

I misprinted his name on the invitation. He's called James, not Jambes.

Dumping fertilizer on top of whatever mysterious goop was in the storage tank created a combustible mix which caught fire.

[I]t was plain that power had turned his head, and he would not be satisfied till all the power and all the wealth rested in his own hands. So he became swollen with pride, forgot it was I that had placed him there, and made preparations to destroy me.