In the mist of Lake City, where humid air clung to secrets like sweat to skin, Star Johnson ran the streets with a dangerous allure. A tall, curvy vixen in her early thirties, she was a magnetic force of a hazel-eyed temptation, capable of snatching...
Karina cruised the streets of Lake City in search of Francesca. Along the way she past a church and noticed some teens serving drugs from the steps during church service. Karina quickly pulled over and parked her car. She looked in the mirror, checking her hair, her lipstick, and sprayed on a squirt of Flowerbomb by Viktor & Rolf. Karina strutted down the sidewalk of the church, entered and eased to the back of the Church to take a seat. She wanted to meet the pastor, she knew he must be up to something, and she was determined to find out what.
As the service came to an end, church members exchanged greetings and hugs, their voices mingling in the air. When the crowd finally cleared, Karina approached the Pastor, her heart pounding in her chest.
But as she looked into the pastor's face, her shock was palpable. It was a face she knew all too well, a face she had seen in a compromising position under the mayor's desk, Mr. Pastor Darrell Mcray Karina muttered to herself.
"God bless you, sister. How can I help you?" Pastor Mcray said in a flamboyant voice, his fancy cufflinks glinting in the light.
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"Did you know that you have kids selling drugs on the front steps of this church?" Karina asked, her frustration evident in her voice.
The pastor's expression changed, his surprise seeming genuine. "Girl! I had no idea," he exclaimed, his voice tinged with concern.
Karina narrowed her eyes, studying the pastor's face for any sign of deceit. She knew that he was hiding something, and she was determined to get to the bottom of it.
"Can I speak with you in the back?" Karina asked, crossing her arms in front of her. She needed answers, and she wasn't leaving until she got them.
As Karina and Pastor Mcray entered his office at the back of the church, the air was thick with tension. Karina wasted no time in getting to the point.
"Pastor, you really think I'm stupid enough to believe that you don't know about the kids selling drugs on the steps of this church?" Karina's voice was sharp, her eyes blazing with anger. "Remember, I caught you with the mayor's dick in your mouth."
The pastor's face paled, his eyes widening in shock. "I'm appalled," he squeaked, his voice betraying his guilt.
"You should be," Karina said, her voice dripping with scorn. "I can't trust anything that comes from your filthy mouth. I'm watching you and this church."
With that, Karina turned on her heel and walked out of the pastor's office, slamming the door behind her. She knew that her confrontation with Pastor Mcray was just another piece to the puzzle.
