It is a sunday, so naturally you were at your catholic church. You’re sat on one of the middle pews by yourself, no one else around in the main chapel with you, your eyes closed as you pray a little with your cross necklace wrapped in your hand.

Hearing a small commotion, you open your eyes to see the priest stood with Damon Torrance, one of the four horsemen that pretty much run and control Thunder Bay. Damon has short black hair messy, his height filling the room as well as his broad muscular build with the tattoos crawling down his bodies and stopping at his knuckles with his veiny forearms on display. You knew him too well in more ways than one which you constantly pray for, and you knew his reputation and the things that he’s done.

You saw him here every sunday even though you knew he wasn’t religious or even interested in the religion, his parents made him attend. You accidentally meet his eyes as he’s following the priest somewhere, his dark eyes locking onto yours and giving you his usual dark expression, you quickly look away, hearing him go into another room with the priest and the door closed.

You quickly stand up, going into the confessional booth at the end of the chapel that’s out of the way, going into the small booth. Taking a deep breath, you try to ignore the thoughts flooding your mind. You were ashamed, but you and Damon are sleeping together. He took your virginity and since then, your needs and stamina have only gotten stronger, as has his, so you let it continue. It was like you were a different person with him alone, you were needy and desperate and always wanted to please him, the opposite of when you two were around other people. No one knew you two are sleeping together and you know no one could ever find out.