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By Pily~Ame
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xoxoxo☠Saturday. Ugh, church! As much as I love learning about religious beliefs (especially Greek Mythology), I hate how Catholicism is being force upon me by the two pious vultures know as my parents. When I grow up I will let my child choose whatever religion it wants, no matter how much Melinda threatens I will go to hell for not baptizing my child as a catholic.
xoxoxoBut enough about the future. I really want to introduce you to Jesus. No, not the son of God. But he might as well have been. He was ingeniously designed just for me. His skinny-tall figure immediately caught my attention and attraction as I walked through the corridors of the church. He had black skater hair with golden tips. I stared and daydreamed about him all throughout mass. What would it feel like to be all over the bod…
xoxoxoFinally when mass was over I was ready to make my approach. And right on cue, comes Kirsten. After church, the TeenLife committee had planed a GuitarHero World Tour get-together for teens who would like to attend. And of course, pious as Melinda and Alan were, I was forced to go. Thankfully, Kirsten had saved me from a night full of preppy, I-love-God, do-gooders.
xoxoxo“Hey Cora!” She called out as we hugged and air kissed. “What cha’ doin’?”
xoxoxo“Hopefully Him. Soon.” I replied, pointing at the smokin’ hot skater standing in the corner alone, texting.
xoxoxo“Well… Talk to him! I mean he‘s toats my type but you caught him first, so go!”
xoxoxoKirsten. Oh my dear friend Kristen. The thing about Kirsten is that she has TOSB(Totally-Obsessed-with-Skater-Boys) syndrome. But skaters just don’t seem the bite her bait. Don’t get me wrong, she’s totally attractive. (I actually almost made out with her but I realized that was sluty… plus she isn’t interested in chicks.) Kirsten just tends to emphasize on the ‘O’ part of TOSB.
xoxoxo“Cora! Talk to him! Now!” Demanding much, I thought but another reason I love and am attracted to Kirsten. She is a girl who knows what she wants and will do anything to get her way.
xoxoxo“Alright. But come with me.” So we grab some drinks and sit where he can see us laughing but far away from us to not hear what we’re talking about. We really didn’t talk about anything. We would just look like we were talking about him, giggling, and I would glance at him every once and awhile until our eyes met. And then… *Click* There they were. His eyes were like black fire, dark and warm. And they were staring right at me as shiver crawl up my back.
xoxoxo“Go.” Kirsten gave me a small push. As I walked towards him, he put his cell phone away in his back pocket, meaning I have his attention.
xoxoxo“Hey there love, what‘s your name? ‘Cuz I could help but notice how hot you are. And I figured, if I can‘t make out with you, I might as well know your name.”
xoxoxo“Well, you don’t seem to waste time." he chuckled deeply. "The name’s Jesus.” A smirk came across his face as shimmer caught my acknowledgement. I noticed he had snakebites and a brow ring on his left. I thought ‘Holy s**t, if he’s the son of God, I am totally a believer now!’ "Now what‘s yours? ‘Cuz you‘re pretty hot yourself.” He spoke in a sly manner eyeing me up and down.
xoxoxo“My name is Cora.”
xoxoxo“Cora? Well you don’t hear that name every day.”
xoxoxo“Well, really, my name is Persephone but I think that sounds to girly for a name that means ‘Goddess of Destruction’.”
xoxoxo“Cora, it is then. So I’m guessing now that you know my name, we won’t be making out. Am I right?” Jesus sprouted a somewhat disappointed expression.
xoxoxo“Well, if you want, I’ll leave that door open for you.” He revived his face.
xoxoxo“Maybe I‘ll check into that hotel later. But for now let‘s take a walk outside my Lady Cora.”
xoxoxoWe walked the garden behind the church, trying to get to know each other better. I learned that Jesus had a band called Seven Sins Apart, in which he played the drums and he trains in judo. Jesus said a whole bunch of other stuff but I really wasn’t listening. I was too busy staring at him. He has the most gorgeous body and I guess he could tell that I wanted him bad. “So, Cora, how would like to get to know me a little more?”
xoxoxoI snapped back from my gaze. “What are you talking about?” Jesus took my hand and led me to the janitor closet in the back of the church. “Where are you taking me?”
xoxoxo“You’ll see.” He closed the door an locked it. I found a spot in the corner to sit down and dragged my knees to my chest before relaxing.
xoxoxo"Are we going to do anything?" I asked joking, not knowing it would lead to anything serious. Just a casual make out.
xoxoxo"Well, since you're begging." There was some sort of sexiness in his tone that just melted me into puddle. But I didn’t want to come off as too easy.
xoxoxo"Who’s begging?" I said coy. Then I felt Jesus’ face come considerably close to mine. I went on to stammer, "Because to me, it sounds like you are the one who‘s beg-" but I was cut off by Jesus’ lips. He pushes me into the wall. "Well, you don’t seem to waste time.” I taunted when we finally broke apart for air.
xoxoxo"Well you weren’t exactly protesting it, now were you, Miss Destruction?" Jesus teased right back as his fingers slowly traced their way down my arms and sending me goose bumps. My fingers played with his coal black hair and soon lost themselves as the blissful kissing was now taking place on the floor. With a shudder, I found that my pants were already around my ankles but I wasn’t sure how Jesus had managed to get them off so fast without me noticing. "I'm good, huh?" He smirked at my slightly amazed expression before returning to my lust-filled mouth.
xoxoxo“I- I don‘t think we should be doing this at church.” Jesus back off for a while with a confused look painted on his visage. I was awfully uncomfortable. Although I think nothing of this so called ‘God’, I do respect religions. And doing such a dirty thing such as sexual intimacy between two bored and hormonal-crazed teenagers, is not something I’d even hesitate to refuse. But Cyd Charisse thought other wise. ‘Jaja. I love playing these games. But you, Cora, are a buzz kill. So I’ll play the game for you.’ She released herself and did what she does best. Making my life worse.
xoxoxoSuccumbed by the demon of Cyd Charisse, I returned the smirk and kicked off my jeans, then wrapping my legs around his waist which was now located just above mine. Jesus restored his provoking eyes and kissed me again but dragged his lips onto my shoulder. I shuddered when I heard him growl, yes growl, reaching my breasts that were still covered with my neon purple Skelanimals shirt. He practically ripped it off and threw it somewhere in the closet.
xoxoxoI really don’t want to go into details about what happens next. And that is because first of all, it’s just too weird and awkward to describe my sexually experience to total strangers and I really rather not talk about that horrible chapter of my life. So to all you readers who want to know what happened, that’s too damn bad. But I will tell you how it ended.
xoxoxoHe left a few hickeys trailing down to my chest but stopped when I started moaning out his name. Or the name of the guy I fantasized I was with.
xoxoxo“Dimitri…”
xoxoxo“Dimitri?” I felt my face rush with blood, making it hot and red.
xoxoxo“I- um… what I mean is…”
xoxoxoAnd by that time, Jesus pulled away from me. Putting on his pants, he quietly said, “Um… we should probably get going before someone suspects something.” Handing me my clothes, Jesus left the closet. I sat there on the floor in the darkness, my shirt soaking up my tears in one hand, the other was rubbing my stomach harsh but gently.
xoxoxoOne word lingered in my loneliness, one that Cyd Charisse knew would haunt me everywhere I go. She giggled manically, transforming my sobs into bawls.
xoxoxo‘Heh heh, Baka…’
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