You were off limits, that was for sure. Or at least that’s what he was repeating to himself daily. He was 43, and you were 24 and a new brother/sister of Sin. You had a way of walking into the room like Jesus’ angel’s were trying to abduct you, nearly knocking him over with desire every time.

“I have committed something very unholy.” You admitted, sitting on the other side of the confession booth. This intrigued Copia, “Tell me.” He replied.