Blinded to the fact!
She was early as always. The reverend could smell the smoke that was coming from the waiting room. He shook his head as he left his desk and opened his office door.
“Annabelle, how many times do I have to tell you that you can’t smoke in my office?”
Annabelle looked at the reverend, smiled, and took another puff from her cigarette. It tickled her pink that she was annoying Reverend Bell. She waited for him to walk over to her with a cup of water as he always did. She just wanted to get him riled up before their session.
“Come on, Rev, a little smoke never hurt anybody, has it?”
Annabelle knew the answer to that question, but wanted to be a smart ass. Once the reverend held out the cup, she took a long drag, blew the smoke in his face, and put it out.
Once in his office, she walked around touching everything she could get her hands on. She was like a big kid, unable to sit still, unable to act like the 23 year old adult she was. At times, he would look at the young girl and wonder what it was that her boyfriend saw in her. He would never be able to deal with her childish antics. There was no way, but then, he would really look at her. She was beautiful. Her beauty put her youth on display. Her skin was tight, flawless. Her wild hair showed her mixed background and her features were just as mixed up as her heritage. She had wide almond eyes, a small button nose, full lips, and somehow, it all seemed to work. At times, Reverend Bell would have to catch himself as his eyes roamed her body. She was a tall, slim girl with everything on her body being the perfect size. Nothing too big, nothing too small. He would get lost in thoughts of her body before his wife and their relationship, or lack thereof, crept in.
He would try his best to ignore her, but she tried even harder to keep his attention. So many times he would pray that her boyfriend, who always seemed to be late, would hurry up. That day, he showed up 15 minutes late, which was early for him and they all got straight to it.
“How have things been since our last visit?” the reverend asked as he looked from Annabelle to Jacob. Jacob was well dressed as always, donning a suit and tie. He was much older than her, about 15 years or so.
“She’s still throwing her temper tantrums, Rev. She knows that shit drives me crazy. Before I entered into this relationship, I told her that her age could not be a factor.”
“This isn’t the first time that you have brought up her age, Jacob. Can you tell her why you think her age affects this relationship?
Reverend Bell took in a deep breath. He wanted so badly to stand up, look Jacob straight in the eye and tell him to leave the young girl alone. It was clear that they didn’t belong together. It was clear that Jacob was with her for the very reasons the reverend lusted over her.
“What’s the point? She will just ignore my warnings. To tell you the truth, I’m not sure how much of this I can take.”
Reverend Bell was shocked. Although Jacob bitched about Annabelle’s actions, he never once threatened to leave the relationship. The reverend sat up and waited to see how this all would play out.
“Oh, really?” Annabelle asked as she stood up and threw her hands on her hips.
“You think that you could just walk away from this, from me, from all that I do to you, from all that I give you?” She turned to Jacob and stared at him straight on. She walked up to him, slid on his lap and straddled him. The reverend watched as she shifted around on his lap, trying to feel what she knew would be growing in Jacob’s pants, no doubt.
“Jacob, I love you and you love me. More importantly, you love every bit of what I do to you. The hissy-fits, the pouting, the tantrums, they all lead to the prize. The prize being sex after I make you so upset, isn’t that right?”
Reverend Bell watched as Jacob took in a deep breath. He reached up, loosened his tie and swallowed hard. Annabelle was
She was early as always. The reverend could smell the smoke that was coming from the waiting room. He shook his head as he left his desk and opened his office door.
“Annabelle, how many times do I have to tell you that you can’t smoke in my office?”
Annabelle looked at the reverend, smiled, and took another puff from her cigarette. It tickled her pink that she was annoying Reverend Bell. She waited for him to walk over to her with a cup of water as he always did. She just wanted to get him riled up before their session.
“Come on, Rev, a little smoke never hurt anybody, has it?”
Annabelle knew the answer to that question, but wanted to be a smart ass. Once the reverend held out the cup, she took a long drag, blew the smoke in his face, and put it out.
Once in his office, she walked around touching everything she could get her hands on. She was like a big kid, unable to sit still, unable to act like the 23 year old adult she was. At times, he would look at the young girl and wonder what it was that her boyfriend saw in her. He would never be able to deal with her childish antics. There was no way, but then, he would really look at her. She was beautiful. Her beauty put her youth on display. Her skin was tight, flawless. Her wild hair showed her mixed background and her features were just as mixed up as her heritage. She had wide almond eyes, a small button nose, full lips, and somehow, it all seemed to work. At times, Reverend Bell would have to catch himself as his eyes roamed her body. She was a tall, slim girl with everything on her body being the perfect size. Nothing too big, nothing too small. He would get lost in thoughts of her body before his wife and their relationship, or lack thereof, crept in.
He would try his best to ignore her, but she tried even harder to keep his attention. So many times he would pray that her boyfriend, who always seemed to be late, would hurry up. That day, he showed up 15 minutes late, which was early for him and they all got straight to it.
“How have things been since our last visit?” the reverend asked as he looked from Annabelle to Jacob. Jacob was well dressed as always, donning a suit and tie. He was much older than her, about 15 years or so.
“She’s still throwing her temper tantrums, Rev. She knows that shit drives me crazy. Before I entered into this relationship, I told her that her age could not be a factor.”
“This isn’t the first time that you have brought up her age, Jacob. Can you tell her why you think her age affects this relationship?
Reverend Bell took in a deep breath. He wanted so badly to stand up, look Jacob straight in the eye and tell him to leave the young girl alone. It was clear that they didn’t belong together. It was clear that Jacob was with her for the very reasons the reverend lusted over her.
“What’s the point? She will just ignore my warnings. To tell you the truth, I’m not sure how much of this I can take.”
Reverend Bell was shocked. Although Jacob bitched about Annabelle’s actions, he never once threatened to leave the relationship. The reverend sat up and waited to see how this all would play out.
“Oh, really?” Annabelle asked as she stood up and threw her hands on her hips.
“You think that you could just walk away from this, from me, from all that I do to you, from all that I give you?” She turned to Jacob and stared at him straight on. She walked up to him, slid on his lap and straddled him. The reverend watched as she shifted around on his lap, trying to feel what she knew would be growing in Jacob’s pants, no doubt.
“Jacob, I love you and you love me. More importantly, you love every bit of what I do to you. The hissy-fits, the pouting, the tantrums, they all lead to the prize. The prize being sex after I make you so upset, isn’t that right?”
Reverend Bell watched as Jacob took in a deep breath. He reached up, loosened his tie and swallowed hard. Annabelle was
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