“Abso-damn-fuckin’-lutely, sweetness! Sex She cursed and bucked like a wild filly trying to throw her rider. “Yes, yes! “Phew, I need a breath of fresh air,” Happy panted, wiping sweat from her forehead. “Abso-damn-fuckin’-lutely, sweetness! There were maybe fifty or sixty people filling the tent, all standing up in a circle around the Reverend, who stood on a raised platform. I took them from her, black and lacy, inhaled her intoxicating scent. It was time to teach her a lesson. “I need it bad! A wanton moan escaped her lips. Happy’s crotch wasn’t heaven, but it sure smelled heavenly. The singing died down, until only Happy’s passionate moans echoed through the tent. Some babbled incoherently. I slipped out from under her skirt. “The kids are always spillin’ back here.”
“Well, I reckon I’ll be back next Sunday,” I told her. None seemed to notice – or maybe they didn’t care, chalking it up to ‘God’ – that an invisible force pushed them to the side. The Holy Ghost is fillin’ me with God’s Love!” she moaned.
