The Pastor Of Kink by Debbie Williams Read Free Book Online Page A

was all I could hear as I opened the door to our small but comfortable apartment. It took me a few seconds to actually take in what was happening, reaching over to the dresser I lifted the vase of fresh flowers and stepped forward tipping the contents, water and all, over them. I turned on my heel and walked out. I could hear Amber calling after me, turning she was stood in the hall with a look of horror on her face stood behind her was smug faced Tyler looking like the cat that had got the cream.  I waited until they had both left before returning and packing my things. I headed to my parents to spend the last few months of my time in England.
     
    I can honestly say that since then, apart from the lack of a love life, I haven’t looked back. I love my life; I have a good group of friends and live in a beautiful house. I would never be able to afford a place like this in England. Who wouldn’t be happy with pretty much continual sunshine?
     
    I walked towards the school with a smile on my face, saying good morning to people as I passed them by. I think I can safely say my life is as near perfect as I could ever want it to be.
     
    Have you ever had the feeling of being watched? I felt as though my inner being was under scrutiny, looking around all I could see was the new Pastors truck, a sleek purplish-red machine with blacked out windows. It definitely suited him, he was big and muscular and extremely attractive. I involuntarily tightened my inner muscles, it had been so long and I could definitely see him in my bed. I mentally chastised myself for having such thoughts; after all he was the town Pastor. I took one last look at the truck before I turned into the schoolyard. Any impure thoughts were soon chased away as I was greeted with lots of happy faces all saying hello at the same time
     
    The School bus was ready and waiting so I lead my class out to board ready for our trip. There were a total of 24 little faces so my assistant and I each took 12, settling them all down before taking our own seats. I took a last check of heads and glanced out of the rear window, I could swear the Pastors truck was following us as we turned onto the road. Laughing to myself I realised what a stupid idea that was, it was just coincidence, or maybe wishful thinking.
     
    If I thought it was warm in town, I was so wrong, with the canopy of the lush green trees holding the warm air in, it felt extremely humid in the woods. The little ones loved foraging for treasure, seeing the little faces beam as they found another item on the list was everything we teachers need to know we are doing our job right.
     
    All sat in a circle eating snacks such sweethearts every one of them.  Andrea, my assistant took over while I wandered to see if I could find a washroom, as I walked taking in the majesty of the redwoods and the cuteness of the little chipmunks scampering around hoping to find a morsel of food. We didn’t have chipmunks in England, plenty of squirrels but no chipmunks I giggled as I walked at how cheeky they are. I heard a crack behind me and turned to find the Pastor leaning against one of the trees. He even looked well built while stood next to the giant tree. “Well hello Pastor, what a surprise to find you here” I could feel myself flush with heat; he really was a fine example of the male gender. “Do you usually hang around the woods in case a poor defenceless lady should walk by?” I raised an eyebrow quizzically. He flashed me his gorgeous smile and I could feel myself began to melt into a puddle inside.
     
    “Walk with me” his deep voice whispered huskily as he fell in step beside me “I really can’t I have left the children with Andrea, I am just looking for the washroom” I replied in a curt manner, biting my tongue as I realised it was probably a little to sharp. “I can meet you after school though if there was anything really important you need to talk about” giving myself a big pat on the back for how