There are certain benefits to growing up sheltered, I suppose. A girl begins to develop an exaggerated lust for things she has yet to experience. I have a very “high -profile” caller who spoils me rotten. Not that I ever ask for any of it.. maybe he just feels bad for me, for the fact that I never got to go anywhere or do anything growing up. Or MAYBE he appreciates the fact that because of this, what else did I have to do with my time but to learn how to become a meciless tease, to suck cock like it was an art-form, and use my soft, flowing womanly form to get..well, pretty much whatever I want!
This led me into exotic dancing, feature dancing and of course, being the most popular girl in the VIP rooms. This secret life was never knowm by any of my family, and still isnt to this very day. The only person who knows of my “extracurricular activities” is actually the pastor of our family church! He must’ve figured if he went far enough away to go to a club, there was no chance of anyone seeing him. My thinking was the same as far as chosing the club where I worked. Well, as it happened, our paths crossed one evening. There was pastor Paul sitting in the front row, fist full of dollars, and you shouldve seen his face when I tore off my top!
“Carlee-Rae?????”
I smiled and threw my bra onto his head. In the house of God, I’m just another little girl, and hes the man in charge. But this was MY house, and HERE, I’m the Goddess, and hes just another little boy, vying for my attention. Which he got. Among other things. 🙂
The next morning, a bleary-eyed pastor delivered a sermon to his flock about the evils of lust, idolitry, and fornication.
Testify, Pastor Paul! Youre preaching to the choir!!!
😉
Carlee
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