SIN SO SWEET
But that need to be laid said screw it, making me feel alive in a way no prayer ever did.
When the last counselor left, Caleb came behind me like a ghost, “Ready to sin, Hannah?” I nodded, unable to utter any word.
I let him grab my hand, his palm rough and warm. We sneaked into the pines, crickets chirping like they were cheering us on. I was hyper-aware of my cotton panties, already soaked and clinging to my cunt.