Dear God (Marilyn Manson and Twiggy Ramirez fan-fiction)

Twiggy's P.O.V.

I had just been shaken up from a male sex dream. The morning after the night Jessicka and I had just made love for the very first time. And, it was amazing. So, why do I get these homosexual dreams? I am a man of god and homosexuality is a sin.

*FLASHBACK* "Ohhh, yeah fuck me... harder! Oh, I need your cock in me." I said as I got fucked in the ass "Oh, Twiggs!...YES...Oh, you're ass is so tight!" The tall man with the long dark hair screamed with pleasure.

I was repulsed by all of theses dreams and thoughts. I'm not supposed to have them.

Oh well. I thought as I shrugged my shoulders trying to forget and move on with my day. As I walked into the front room I saw Jessicka, she was eating breakfast as I walked over to her to romantically dry fuck her.

"Oh, Twigs." Jessicka moans as I stroked
her tits. As I was feeling her up,she suddenly said "twigs we can't now. I'm going to be late for work!" She pushes me off of her as she rushes to grab her car keys and to the door."Bye twigs. I'll be home by six,love you."

I sigh as I watch her leave,for I am all alone with my thoughts now. I get something to eat and then I sit down at the kitchen table for a while before I decided to get ready for the day.

As I open the closet I am about to grab a nice shirt to wear when I see one of Jessicka's dress. I smile a little as I think about putting it on.

No. I cant. I sigh with a frown. I grab one of my shirts off the hanger and a pair of jeans to change into.

Oh yeah. I think to myself I need to go out around town and preach. I put on my white bandana, as a symbolism of my purity for Jesus. I walked outside to my bicycle, checking my tires to see if those damn Satanist slashed my tires again.Oops, I mean Dang. After they seem to be fine, I get on my bicycle and ride down the block to an area where a housing development is located.

I walk house to house preaching the word of jesus,after getting the door slammed in my face multiple times I was thinking about giving up. But then I thought to myself what would jesus's disciples do? Well they would never give up. Yes, I think as I smile to myself. :) .I look to my right and I see a lonely house,it was strangely more isolated then all of the other houses. I decided I would give this mission one last try.

The house seemed very dark,I hesitate for a moment but then I walk up to the door and knock. After several moments a tall man slowly opens the door. As I get a look at him I gasp. He had long dark hair and two eyes, which were different colors. One a pale blue color with a black ring around it and the other was a beautiful iris color. And he was wearing clothes of all black. Wow. I thought as he just stares at me.