Les-B-Honest

Religious Folk

Kelly's POV *Two months*

I stepped out of the shower grabbing my towel. I wrapped it a round trip my body. Going to the mirror I whipped the steam off. My hair was a puffy curly mess. I grabbed my comb coming through it. I got some coconut oil running my hands through my hair. I dried my body throughly. Then I grabbed my black undergarment set putting them on. After I was done I picked up my stuff opening the door. I went into my room.

Temper was sitting on the edge of the bed. She held her phone tightly as she texted away. I looked to see what she was so focused on. I couldn't see her screen. I thought of a little plan. I crawled up behind her wrapping my arms around her neck. "Good morning baby." I kissed her cheek leaning over a bit. "Mmhum." She smiled locking her phone. What in the hell? "You not slick." She turned around taking more control. She backed me into her bed grabbing my hips. "I was just looking." I said looking at her lips. "Mmmhumm." She kissed my neck. "Uhm baby i-its Sunday morning." I smiled grabbing her face. "Your also supposed to feast on Sunday." T moved down and kissed my stomach. "And I'm starving." I bit my lip so tempted to let her do what she wanted to me. "You're going to open my stitches again." I referred to the still healing scar on my side. "I'll be real carful." She begged. I giggled sliding back. "You just had some last night." I sat up cocking my head to the side. "Well I'm still hungry." T grabbed my thighs pulling me into her lap. "I bet you are." I kissed her soft lips. She kissed me back giving me tongue. "Mmm." I bit her lip letting it go. "But I have to go to church." I said pecking her lips. I got up going into the closet.

I know what your thinking. I'm having a child out of wedlock, who is going to be raised by my lesbian lover. My religious place must think something of this predicament? I've been going to that church since I was born. And when the Pastor Parker the First passed away his son took over Pastor Parker the Second. He has a little bit of different out look on the world. And be lives that biblical times and now don't correspond. Other words being gay isn't a sin or at least that's what he believes.

"Why do you go to that place?" T said leaning up against the door. I turned to her slowly. "That place is the house of god." I rolled my eyes going back to finding my outfit. "I mean just don't understand how you go in there not punch a bitch." "T! Its God's day stop all that cussing!" My more southern side came out. "My bad. I mean like Christen folk the most judgmental people. And in your current spot you know that talking sh- I mean stuff." T said honestly.

Christen people tend to preach about the love and forgiveness of Jesus. But then go back and talk about others. Never grasped that concept.

"You're right in that situation. They do but I pay not attention to those people." I said grabbing my clothes going back into the room. "Yeah I guess for the best." She said going back to the bed. "You should come-" T cut me off before I could finish. "Lord forgive me. Hell no." She said sitting up. I crossed my arms upping an eyebrow. "No I'm not going. I'll knock one of them old ladies out." My jaw dropped. I shook my head walking away. "You need deep prayer." I went to my side of the room grabbing some lotion. "I need a lot of things." She eyed my bottom. "Not before I leave you will not." T let out a chuckle. "Its not funny. You need balance in your life." I put in my earrings. "I do balance my life. I pray, read my bible." She said honestly. "Yeah but you need to go and cleans yourself." She let out a deep breath. "Okay I'll stop bugging." I through my hands up.

I lotioned my legs and arms before grabbing my clothes. Slipping my skit as well as my top I then grabbed my heels. I glanced at the time for a second. "7:30 I need to get a move on." I got my jacket and purse heading for the door. "Last call babe. You know it would be really man a lot to me if you came." I said standing by the door. "Aw baby that's sweet." She came giving me a kiss. "But still no." I opened the door walking out to my Charger. I was so done. "You looking good sister Rowland." She said watching my hips move. I laughed getting in my car. "A mess."