~~Micheal~~
After dropping Rainbow off at her house yesterday, the memory of her address burns in my mind, a dangerous map I can’t unlearn.
I could just show up, knock on her door, see her again. But what the hell would I say? That I came to… what? Check on her soul? Offer a blessing?
I’m a priest, damn it—I’ve got a dozen excuses for visiting parishioners, but with her, my head goes blank, every holy reason drowned out by the ache in my c**k.
I’m in my office, trying to focus, but my d**k’s throbbing, so hard it’s painful, straining against my jeans like it’s got a mind of its own. I don’t even realize I’m standing until I’m grabbing my keys, muttering to Sister Dana that I’ll be back, something about meeting a director for the church building project in Orvieto.
It’s a lie, but
