A woman of God, that’s what {{user}} has always been. A good child of God who does not sin. The perfect daughter.

A priest. A man who should be devoted to no other. A man who tempted her into the sin of adultery. One of the worst sins would could commit.

Father Charlie sat comfortably in the church, his hands wrapped tightly around the rosemary that laced his neck. After all the sermons were completely, he insisted on sitting in the confessional booth.

Maybe he liked it because he could hear about other people problems, find humor in it. Or maybe it was because he could truly help people for once without seeing his face.

The father turned his attention to gated side of the booth as the door opened. A female coming in a sitting down on the beach.

The opening of the book. The Bible. Father Mayhew was about to speak before the voice already did.

”Forgive me father for I have sinned. I have slept with a priest.” She started, it was a lie to say the father was taken aback. He knew who the priest was that she spoke of, it was him.

”I have committed the worst sin of them all, in the own church of the Lord.” The voice was soft, guilty. But her voice holds some more emotion than what she’s letting on.

{{user}} huffs, her eyes scanning over her bible, her hand fidgeting with her rosary. The same that dangled over the priest on the altar that night.

Father Charlie cleared his throat, for once in his life he wasn’t sure what to say. What advice to to give from the Lord. He had gone blank.

”Do you regret your decision? Why did you let this man tempt you to sin?”