Pastor , I (Chapter 3)

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It was Sunday and I had made mind to join the church which really did not make any sense because I had to go back to school in August, but due to my research I learned that if I were to join the church I’d have to spend twenty minutes in the pastor’s office for a talk. When I learned this my heart swooned for the opportunity. Twenty minutes, alone, with the pastor! Who would not want to be in the same room, breath the same air, talk directly to the one and only Bianca D Rosen? So on this Sunday I was happy and excited. I was wearing a pink and white buttoned down long sleeve floral shirt with white pants and white sandals (yo, size 12 feet do not fit in heels). I was dancing, smiling and praying through the whole service. My whole being vibrated with excitement because I knew that I was going to meet with the pastor. *** The service was finally coming to an end when the pastor asked the question, “Was anybody looking etimesgut escort for a church home?” Before she could finish the sentence I was running down the aisle with a one thousand watt smile on my face, looking like I just won the lottery. As the church clapped for me, my eyes only sought out Bianca’s who was looking straight at me smiling. My heart skipped a beat as she came closer with arms outstretched for a hug which I gladly accepted, but with closed fists because I knew my hands wanted to roam. In her arms I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Vanilla was the scent that greeted my nostrils as I took in the scent of her and it almost made me delirious with lust. It was much too short when she moved out of my arms and went to the others that had decided to join the church the same day. But I didn’t mind, I was going to have a one on one with the pastor, me and her, alone, eryaman escort in the room in a few moments. I came to find out after service I was going to have to make an appointment to meet her which was slightly disappointing and more frustrating when the assistant wouldn’t even pick up the phone! After a week of running up my phone bill I finally got through and booked an appointment on the following Thursday. I screamed in excitement as I rushed out the door to buy new clothes. Going to the mall I told myself this is a do or die situation and I needed to stage this thing right or I would never know this woman in the intimate setting that I wished. That means something daring, something sexy, and something mature. That day I bought a new pair of black jeans, as well as black and gold collared shirt. I bought new stud earrings, lipstick, rings, shoes, underwear, bra, and Victoria Secret’s sincan escort Temptation perfume. It was Thursday when I knocked on Bianca’s office door. I just bleached my used to be blond Mohawk into white and I felt confident! But the moment that I heard her say come in it drained away in an instant. When I walked in Bianca was wearing a Crimson Tide jersey with a pair of jeans. As I approached her huge oak desk she greeted me with another one of her beautiful smiles, while I returned it with a nervous one. “Welcome to the Christ our Redeemer Temple of Faith Imani,” she said as she stood with an out stretched hand. I firmly took and shook it but quickly let it go when I realized that my hands were sweaty. “Thank you for having me,” I replied nervously taking a seat. “Well Imani, tell me about yourself,” she said calmly as she folded her hands on her desk and leaned back looking at me. “Well, I’m currently attending Alabama University pursuing a degree in psychology so that I can work with women that have been affected by spousal abuse as well as homosexuals that are struggling with their identity.” As I spoke my confidence returned because she wasn’t looking at me but some paper she was writing on.

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