Holy Ghost

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Holy Ghost.
" Let me satisfy your soul
Not a saint, but do I have to be? "

He laid me down gently on the bed and simply looked at me, cracking a smile.

I blushed and raised an eyebrow," What's so funny?"

" I just can't believe this is happening. That you're allowing me to be the one to pop your cherry." He shook his head and laughed. " The one to deflower you."

I crossed my arms over my chest. " Yes well, the gardener is almost kicking you out of her garden."

He laid down next to me," But I'm not even in the garden yet."

I felt my face burn. I sat up quickly and smacked him on the chest. " Stop talking now and get to work."

He smirked and rugged me on top of him. He placed his hands on my cheeks. His lips touched my forehead then both my cheeks before resting on my lips. He pulled away.

" As you wish."

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