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- Herausgeber: Berlinable UG (haftungsbeschränkt)
- Kategorie: Erotik
- Sprache: Englisch
A couple goes to church with the girlfriend's parents. As the followers of God sing and chant, all he can think about is how to escape. A short adventure to the bathroom results in a sin he can't talk about. But will his girlfriend ever notice? Baptism is a short story by Jack Crutchfield. It's a glimpse into the day of an ordinary American man who takes life as it goes with its relationship demands, zealot parents, meaninglessness of church, and unexpected sexual encounters. Crutchfield describes what happens with a surprising precision, making this story a smart exploration of the man's thoughts and desires.
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BAPTISM
Jack Crutchfield
Artcover: Gabriel Rufatto
Copyright: BERLINABLE UG
Berlinable invites you to leave all your fears behind and dive into a world where sex is a tool for self-empowerment.
Our mission is to change the world - one soul at a time.
When people accept their own sexuality, they build a more tolerant society.
Words to inspire, to encourage, to transform.
Open your mind and free your deepest desires.
All rights reserved. It is not permitted to copy, distribute or otherwise publish the content of this eBook without the express permission of the publisher. Subject to changes, typographical errors and spelling errors. The plot and the characters in this book are fictitious. Any resemblance to dead or living people or public figures is not intended and are purely coincidental.
“Hey,” she said to me, “You need to get dressed.”
I cracked my eyes open and stared at her. She stood in front of the full body mirror next to the bed, checking her makeup and putting in her earrings. Then she ran her hands down her dress and admired her reflection.
“Dressed for what?”
She continued to stare at her reflection and changed poses, “You know what today is. Come on, my parents want to get good seats.”
I hugged the pillow and mumbled, “I don’t want to.”
“I know. But they’ve been hounding you for weeks, you can’t miss this one.”
“Ah yes,” I sighed. “Must appease the overlords.”
Her blue eyes bore right through the sheets, but I managed to avoid her gaze by counting the pillowcase threads. Then she smiled and slapped my partially exposed ass cheek, “I gave you a good lay last night, time to return the favor.”
“Is that what that was?”
“If you’re on your best behavior, we’ll do it again tonight,” she replied.
I took a deep breath through my nostrils and sighed, “Tempting, but I’d rather get the extra sleep.”
She yanked the rest of the covers off and exposed my naked body. I tried to stay still, but the cool air inevitably tightened my skin and erected every hair on my body.
“This will be good for you,” she commanded as she exited the room, “you need it.”
“Don’t see the point in having a one-way conversation.”
She stopped at the door and turned to me one last time. The side of her mouth twitched, and she craned her neck and straightened her posture. Even though she was across the room, she somehow managed to tower over me and I suddenly felt very small and helpless. Maybe that’s how they always felt—small and helpless—and if that were the case, it must be a miserable existence.
“Why would you say that?” She asked.
“Just being honest.”
“You know how much this means to me and my parents.”
“Isn’t it worse for me to pretend?”
“No,” she answered. “Not for me, and not for my parents.”
