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In the beginning, Judaism which begot the Christian faith was a faith that was built on sacred sex. Or at least that was what one author like that was trying to say through his book. I think it was Dan Brown? Yeah, and the book was The Da Vinci Code. In the book, speaking through a fictional Harvard university scholar, he buttressed the fact that sex was a divine act through which men encountered God through the sacred feminine. That the Holy of Holies in the temple built by king Solomon not only housed God, but also his female equal known as Shekinah. He told millions of his readers that men would visit the temple and the priestesses would help them to encounter God through physical contact and bla bla bla. That all sounded stupid when I read it, so so stupid and absurd, but I had cause to doubt myself after what happened between Nuel and I right there in the chapel, in the presence of God. Everything was slow, delicate, sophisticated. He broke the kiss and slowly shut t

I walked around the parish premises, watching as different religious societies set up their altars and started their prayers. The Legion Of Mary and The Blue Army were the only societies that still had members with zeal. Even before they began saying the rosary, more than half of their members had already come, sitting comfortably and waiting. The other societies; the society of sacred heart, society of St Jude, and the rest were all scanty, with about three or four members in attendance, but nevertheless they inspired me. For the fact they were still holding on even on the verge of societal death was a true proof of their faith. I walked to the gathering center where catechism was held, and as I walked there, children shouted “ good evening father” so loudly that one might think that they were trying to wage war against me instead of greeting me. I answered them with a warm smile, asking how they were and all that. They were little kids, about four and five and six years, and i

Collins’ POV I slept with Nuel, on his bed, both of us naked and drunk with sex. He was a beast that night, and his testosterone levels were at it's highest peak. We went for four rounds in one night, and after the fourth one he still wanted to go again. I knew that if I had allowed him, he would've torn my manhole into shreds. I said no, giving the excuse that I was already feeling sleepy. Not that I didn't love it, but too much of everything was bad. It was like having way too much sugar and knowing that you could risk reducing your insulin levels. He then asked if he could put his dick in my ass and fall asleep and that, I allowed. He inserted his dick in me, cuddling me in a spoon as we both fell asleep, skin to skin, connected, totally vulnerable before each other, and eventually woke up to attend morning mass. I was washing my hands after taking a leak when Franklin walked into the restroom, bolting the door after him. I couldn't tell why, but the fact that he was alon

“ It isn't me, okay? I wasn't the one who uploaded the video”, Esther said again over the phone, and even though I didn't want to believe her, my gut was telling me that she was telling the truth. “ Then how is the same video everywhere?” I asked, bringing my voice down so as not to attract my siblings. “ It's very possible that someone hacked into one of our phones and took the videos, or that someone kind of had access to our phones somehow”. “ Oh my God, that's likely the case”. “ Come online, let's all verify”, she said and cut the call. “ This cannot be happening”, I said to myself as I scratched my hair, wondering if lice had flown from the video and into hair. “ It's very probable that someone hacked one of our phones”, Esther declared as I came into the group chat. “ That can be very possible, but even if that was the case, we are still in big shit”, Matilda sent her reply, “ especially you, Esther. You took the video, and we indulged in it with you, and now it

“ Check the angle, the angle of the videographer, it's not the same”, I said, noticing the difference in the two videos. “ What angle?” Matilda asked, as Esther was still typing her message. “ The angle from where the person is taking the video”. “ It's not the same as mine!”, Esther said with a realization emoji. “ Oh my God, that's true”, Matilda said, also using the realization emoji. “ How could I have missed that?” Esther said, “ I was hiding on the right side of the board locker, but the person who took this video is on the left!” “ That means you weren't the only one who took the video”, I said, feeling relieved and happy. “ But could you have not noticed that there was someone on the other side of the locker board?” Matilda asked with a snarling emoji. “ I guess I was too focused on what was going on to pay attention to what was happening around me”, Esther replied. “ But why would someone do this to Ella?” I asked, going into the boys room for some privacy.