Twisted in Mystery

nds herself. Now, history shall forever be preserved. The story of how she, from her teenage age, fell in love with a catholic priest, deployed all possible means to sed

g a well ironed cassock or sometimes he wears his black collar shirt with a white roman collar. He never wore other outfits worn by common men. He was never seen on jeans and t- shirts like the former vice principal. Fr. Emma. Fr Arnold, was never caught unfresh. Some of the girls at Saint Rita's secondary school had admired him and wished he was not a priest or that he was just someone of their age who would come to them and ask to be their lover. Annie would not admit to Joan that she was in love with Fr. Arnold. She in fact called on the blessed mother Mary, who is the mother of Jesus Christ to have mercy on Joan for having such a negative thoughts about her and the holy man of God. It was Friday evening and as it was customary in the school, a penitential service was done, where every student was expected to go for confession and confess their sins to the priest. Everyone was expected to say whatever wrong they had committed and sometimes use that medium for counseling and vow never to sin again. This time, there were about five different priests who were available to listen to the confessions of the students and Annie told herself how she needed to confess to fr. Arnold how she felt about him, the sexual fantasies, the imaginations and the sleepless nights where she constantly battle with herself on how to avoid these demonic fantasies with a man of God. Bless me Father, for I have sinned. My last confession was a week ago. Annie's voice shakily uttered those words at the confessional and Fr. Arnold blessed her for willfully coming to confess her sins. She carefully narrated her ordeal and how she consistently have sexual fantasies whenever she thinks of him. She confessed how much she dreamt of becoming his lover. Fr. Arnold raised the veil of the confessional and directly starred into her eyes. They maintained a silent but passionate moment of eye contact. F