“I felt like an animal, and animals don’t know sin, do they?”
Jess C. Scott, Wicked Lovely
I admired him for being pious and talented, along with this typical shirt and pants outfit.
Those chinito eyes with his graded eyeglasses. I guess I loved him or perhaps, I was just challenged to like him because he’s not an ordinary guy. I have no answer.
He was highly devout and one of those few people called by the church to serve the Lord.
I wasn’t, though.
Few more years, and he’ll practice celibacy for a lifetime.
I was selfish and devil-may-care though until now.
He gave in to me, to my manifestation and magic ( just kidding or not), and all of a sudden, we found ourselves going on dates secretly like I was his secret.
We were young and curious.
I was more curious about everything, especially about coitus and kisses.
Days have passed by faster. It was swift, unnoticeably fast.
I can’t even remember some timelines of what happened. My apologies for that.
Going back,
We would meet every three months, fourth or sometimes, the sixth month, as soon as he got his free day from the seminary or sometimes, not, because of my schedule at university.
Hindi ako sigurado kung may nahalikan na siyang ibang babae dahil nga ay batang simbahan. Laki sa simbahan.
The make-out sessions we had got hotter and hotter as I taught him how to kiss passionately.
Marunong siyang humalik pero di siya marunong paano gamitin ang dila sa paghalik.
We were aggressive.
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