Must Read: Letting Temptation

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Must Read: Letting Temptation

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I returned to the Rectory, at exactly 8:21pm. I had spent almost my entire day at the Parish. After the first round of confessions, I had gone into my office to attend to a couple of important things including a rather long meeting with the Head Sisters at our Rosary College. The meeting lasted for nearly 2 hours and I had to take lunch just after that. Since getting back to the Rectory to eat was going to be quite an activity, I chose to order for a snack through one of the Parish staff. Of course it did well to give me some needed physical energy and it helped as I proceeded into the second round of confessions. The daily evening Mass which followed was what rounded up my day and I had to head back home just as soon. Needless to say, my rites turned out rather clumsy, as I hardly concentrated given how much condemnation I was getting within myself.

Mirabel wasn’t in sight when I got in and I had to instantly assume she had gone to bed like the previous day. She wasn’t in the living room and it also didn’t look like she was at the kitchen. She likely was at her bedroom and that got me worried as soon. Getting in there was likely going to lead to the ugly experience of the previous day and how I wished it wouldn’t happen again. But still, I had to know where she was. After all, it was even too early to expect her to sleep. So after calling her name a few times without any response, I headed for her bedroom! The door was wide open and on looking in, saw nobody. I was about to walk out so as to head upstairs to check for her, when I heard the water cistern in her toilet begin to flush. Given that I couldn’t see the toilet door from where I was standing, I needed to approach the door in order to knock and ask if she was the one in there. But atlas, I met the toilet door open, and on looking up, saw her attempting to pull the dividing plastic curtain to the side! She was completely Unclad and had her back to me!


“Holy Mary!…” was the next thing that fell of my mouth as I instantly began motioning the Sign of the Cross so assertively over my chest, as many times as I could!
I wasn’t sure if she saw me because I saw her attempting to turn her head towards me as soon as I exclaimed in outright surprise! I was long gone anyway! I couldn’t spend another second there. And I almost flew through the staircase as I sprinted to my bedroom upstairs!
The worse so far had just happened and I wasn’t even sure who to blame for it! I unmistakably saw the Unclad backside of young Mirabel, even if brief! And it was admittedly one of the most beautiful things I had seen in my life! She was young quite alright but without doubt a rapidly developing woman! In as much as I hadn’t seen too much, I still managed to notice that she had a sizeable butt0ckz and for her age, the way her hips appeared to flay by the sides, was quite something! I hadn’t seen any other thing because of the fact that she was backing me, but for once I saw myself somehow wishing I had seen more! But then, wasn’t that the same exact reason I had been feeling so much guilt? Wasn’t a part of me wishing all these could actually happen, after all? I had to think so. If I could now wickedly wish I had seen more of the girl’s nudity, then I had probably desired her lustfully right from the day I had met her! I may have felt pain or pretended to have felt so when I saw her at the bathroom, but it was becoming clear that my motive was always only ulterior! I was becoming a pervert! I was becoming a lusting depraved carnally-minded priest who had become consumed by an unquenchable desperation for the flesh! So much so that I could now feel my J0yst!ck react to things of such debauchery! I felt so much condemnation within me and had to begin crying! But at the same time, little hope came. I may have wronged the lord by walking out of the right path but there was room for restitution. I could actually end all these and make sure it doesn’t happen again by simply instructing her not to walk around the house half-Unclad. I could easily explain to her that I was a man and she was a woman and that it meant she must always remain with her cloths. I felt I could always do that. Or better still, send her away entirely! That of course, would be a more effective end to the seeming crisis I was having within me. However, after giving both options a thought, I went for the former! Sending her home might be a more effective option, but Mirabel hadn’t done anything to warrant that. I was going back downstairs. But to tell her she had to stop being in just her p@nty and bra!
I expected her to be in her bedroom at least but I didn’t find her in there just like last time. So I choose to give her toilet a quick peep before going over to the kitchen to look for her. And for a second time that day, there she was again; scrubbing her wet self with a piece of cloth I was certain wasn’t a towel – she had just had an evening bath!

I wanted to turn and leave at once but somehow summoned the courage to stay on! But I had to turn my eyes away so as not to look at her nudity!
“Good evening Father!…” she quickly began saying! I couldn’t see her face since I wasn’t looking at her but I could tell she was smiling already. “Were you the one who came in earlier?”
I was almost dying of discomfort! “Yes…” I said, swallowing a lump of air!
“Wow…I didn’t even know you are back…” she was obviously not aware of what was wrong with the moment! Such a pure girl. But I knew I had to teach her. I knew.
“Why didn’t you shut your bathroom door Mirabel” I began asking, interrupting her
“Bathro…bathroom door?” she stammered.

“Yes Mirabel. You should always shut your bathroom door whenever you are…”
She didn’t even let me finish. “I feel scared Father. I always feel scared whenever I am home alone. It always feels like someone is somewhere watching me. So I couldn’t close the door because of that. But I…”
I had already melted and wasn’t listening to her anymore. Outright pity had gripped me and the burden of guilt had already tripled. I was forced to look up at her face and met this frown that was simply an epitome of all the difficulty she was facing as a child. How wrong was I. In fact, how wrong have I been about everything she’s been doing. I had to look away again.
Now, not knowing what else to say, I began dillydallying on absolutely nothing. I felt so bad for my obvious wrong judgment and subsequently began struggling to deal with the moment. After a couple seconds without still saying anything, she suddenly spoke up.

“Please don’t be offended Father. Help me shut it okay? I will try to always leave the door shut from now on.” Asking me to shut the door means she was still not getting my difficulty. That was the curse of the youth! And the depravity that had consumed the adult! I was seeing wrong where she was seeing perfection!
I still said no word. But instead, gripped the bathroom door and began to swing it in. Of course, I wouldn’t be able to do so without looking her way and within the time I managed to shut the door in, I had inevitably seen her in full! She still had the flimsy piece of cloth I could now see wasn’t a towel and she was drying herself with it. It was such a pity her parents couldn’t afford a towel. And she was having to use the sheer cotton material for one! In fact, the fabric was so porous that both her Tips were completely piecing through the cloth like some football studs and my eyes inevitably spotted them comfortably! Her K!ttyC@t was the only thing better concealed and until I eventually shut the door, the thin cloth kept playing hide and seek with it!

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