Jesus Was My Sugar Daddy

Jesus Was My Sugar Daddy

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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.
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"I now pronounce you husband and wife," Said His Father Smiling. I sat and wept in The back of the whole congregation. I watched as they leaned forward to kiss each other. It wasn't over yet. "Now for your final words to the congregation? " His father asked. Jace scoped the crowd until his eyes landed on me. He had a devilish grin plastered on his face. I knew what was coming next. "I Jace Hunter, REJECT my mate Jade Smith," He said without hesitation. I felt a disconnection. I began to beg the fates to stop him from doing this, but they even cheered for the two. He picked her up off Her feet and walked towards the doors. I could feel my heart racing, then slowing down rapidly. I couldn't breathe. Everyone was cheering for the two, then they all looked at me and laughed. Like I was just a joke like I was nothing but a fool. I don't know why I showed up. I stood up to leave and I felt sick to my stomach, and like I was slowly dying. I fell to the floor and I cried and cried. Everything was happening so fast. I knew he was in bed with her already, I could feel it, but I felt the opposite of what people described as the opposite sensational feeling. I felt pain, with every stroke. I felt like my insides were being torn out of my body. I lied there, in immense pain as everyone laughed. Their laughter was growing louder and louder. I didn't think it could get any worse than this. Then he mated her.. I could feel my world slowly crashing as my hips went ablaze and my insides felt like they were on fire. This is what hell feels like. It was supposed to be me! Not her, but she won. She got exactly what she wanted...

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