I’m not that kind of girl anymore, I keep telling myself that, but… there’s always that BUT. Father Lord, remember our pact? Your girl is a good girl and not chasing men anymore, only this once. We agreed, just this once. And what are the odds? A fre#king Pastor! Oops… bad language. Forgive.
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