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Episode 5

Locating the Church venue was not as difficult as I had
earlier anticipated. It was less than a five minute drive
from where I had my homestead set up. I left early
enough to catch up with the 9:00 AM time they had
indicated in their card and even though I had to stop
severally to exchange pleasantries with fellow street
hawkers, I still was able to maintain decent punctuality.

Opening prayers were ongoing when I walked in and it
was not difficult to figure out whose voice it was; it
belonged to Elizabeth’s daughter. As I got to the
entrance, a stunning lady with evidently exposed
cleavage (bared by a low dropping neckline) received
me at the door. I felt she was a stewardess despite the
obvious vileness in her outfit since she made me follow
her to a seat. This I did, while frantically searching the
entire hall which was seriously filled with people; for
signs of Pastor Elizabeth herself. The presence of her
daughter was meant to give a clue that she was right
inside the hall but I still needed to clear any doubts. I
could not locate her at the ministers’ wing and that left
me seriously worried. I could not just imagine not
having her in service at all on this very day. I wondered
what the essence of my attendance was going to
become then.

Now settled in my seat, I began making attempts to
tap into the procession. I needed to show some level of
purity and spirituality even though I was very aware of
how difficult it was to make a stiff J0yst!ck out of a
soaking K!ttyC@t. Simply arduous! And no matter how
hard I tried, I kept looking stupid to say the least. My
eyes remained opened and my search never seized. The
prayer had gone into worship and everybody but myself
had now gotten to their feet. It was while this went on
that there appeared a stifled interruption. The
numerous men on suit who were seated at the
ministers’ wing and had been looking very enmeshed in
their prayers, suddenly began to respond to the arrival
of a couple. A man in a very expensive looking shinny
suit was walking towards the wing while a lady of about
the same glamour and sparkle followed behind. They
seemed the perfect match judging by the fact that the
husband was very light skinned and huge while that was
not exactly the case with the wife who appeared a little
darker; though beautifully; and was brief in height. It
was not until I observed the woman more attentively
that I realized she was my pastor crush; Elizabeth
Rowlands! Her attire had made me not recognize her
easily and how beautiful she looked today! I was openly
starring at her now even though I knew that the people
sitting close to me should notice this brazen adulation
coming from me! I cared less. I just could not save
myself from the lusty grip and I equally sensed the
sudden jealousy that was swelling up within me. I was
feeling insecure certainly! I usually had never had
doubts about my looks personally nor seem unsure of
my capabilities when it comes to attracting a lady’s
attention. I knew I was handsome and most times have
heard it from people too. Mostly girls. But I was feeling
awkward this time. I was feeling very inadequate. I was
never sure any longer that this lady would ever have any
reason to look my way despite how handsome I was.

I had not forgotten that I didn’t hope this would happen in
the first instance but I was fully aware that somehow I
still dreamt it would happen. But even if it was to
happen, on what reasons would it? Elizabeth’s husband
was just an absolute breath-taker! A man very closely
handsome as myself and then equally rich! And should
contentedly be any woman’s dream. Wondered how on
earth Elizabeth would ever think of being adulterous
when she had a husband as sufficient as that. I was
wretched, inadequately educated and of very low class.
I just did not fit in! I just didn’t see how. I would be so
blessed if I would even manage a chance with him.

I was feeling very timid!
Elizabeth eventually walked down to take her seat after
exchanging greetings with the ministers. Her curved
hips swayed non-stop within the purple material tied
across her lower half, leaving me totally reeling in
desire! I was further rewarded with a more generous
gift when she seamlessly located a seat that was
completely uninhibited from my still gawking eyes, and
slotted herself into it. I was going to freely see her from
where I sat and could even currently see her slightly
revealed legs which she had crossed on sitting down. I
could also see the side of her left thigh, trimmed out on
the fabric of her laced pink native skirt. I felt instantly
gratified. I was left to her once more. Even if I was
never going to have my way with her, it wouldn’t cost
me savoring her astonishing beauty. I was going to
have the best moments of my life sitting there. I
thought!
I simply can’t fathom why I am suddenly having these
feelings. I had hoped that by the time I spent time in
my office, I would get over the urges in my nether
region and be able to face my calling as a pastor in the
Lord’s vineyard. But it is as if the Lord means to test
my resolve and strength in my faith.

I had resolved not
to have anything to do with the new converts in church
and had assumed that the number of ministers and
counselors in the church were enough to handle the
number of converts we have and therefore leave me
free to chase away the devil riding my K!ttyC@t and
entire body. That young man should be the devil’s
brother. No man has the right to be that ruggedly
handsome and chiseled at the same time. Thoughts of
those bulging muscles through his shirt were still
arousing heat in my body.


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