Jesus Was My Sugar Daddy

Fresh out of high school I traveled from coal fields of the Appalachian Mountains to the big city of Tampa, to attend a charismatic bible institute. A naive zealot, I was expecting to learn how to speak in tongues, heal the sick, and raise the dead.

Instead, I learned lessons about human nature, hanky panky, and taking up tithes and offering.

This is the candid account of my initiation into adulthood.