THE HARDEST: REPROBATE FANTASY

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Mystery and Crime  |  House: dreamscape

A female anglican priest has intimate desire for an underage boy.

the hardest: reprobate fantasy

Be a kid’s social website for chatting.

MOSES:

Football is your thing, movies are mine.

JERRY:

No. never went a cinema.

MOSES:

That hard.

JERRY:

If yuh say it.

MOSES:

A little boy right?

JERRY:

Eh?

MOSES:

How old yu be?

JERRY:

12.

MOSES:

Yu be real sweet like that.

JERRY:

Um why? U how old u be?

MOSES:

I not old.

JERRY:

Hm, where your school at?

 MOSES:

Olivet we call it, yellow uniforms.

JERRY:

Wow. cool.

MOSES:

tell you what, check you out in the park.

JERRY:

Wha? Oliet children will be there?

MOSES:

We can be just us 2.

 

School day ended and not headed for home, 12 year old Jerry sat contented on the park bench. A larger figure helped themselves to a sitting position beside them. The kid startled a moment when looking to see an adult looking straight ahead.

 

Before the minor bewilderment has time to dissipate, ‘Jerry hello.’ More bewildered. ‘I’m from the computer, Moses.’  

‘Can’t.’

‘Not too strange anyone at the other end of a PC has another look. It’s all good.’

 

Her eyes go over him. He a forty something she. Wore a gold colored cross chain round the neck.

 

‘Why didn’t you say you a lady?’

Instead of answering directly, ‘Look just as young as you sounded Jerry.’ They talk some more, Moses says nothing bad with older people being around the young and wants to be a good friend. The boy is willing to meet again and they part given a lollipop.

 

JERRY:

Yeal I’m home.

MOSES:

You a very nice lad.

JERRY:

Hee hee.

MOSES:

Soft to touch and smile cute. I really go for that.

JERRY:

Oh?

MOSES:

Jerry Hey; tell anyone about me?

JERRY:

NAH, bet you don’t want me to.

MOSES:

Lets meet we’ll do fun stuff.

 

A gown drapes her. Whilst not the prettiest face, below the neck what is indisputable she was thicc. Skinny no way. Swelling chest, big waist, what was round looked inviting to touch. Firm and curvy. Men or is that boy? Harbour predictable thoughts – it’s at her home’s living room.

 

Admits after questioning her name can never be Moses. It’s Sister Gabberdeine Henriette and commends the boy’s intelligence. Persona just a biblical one when online. ‘Call me Gabb if it makes you cuter,’ with a smile.  

 

The young’un is in uniform that afternoon – guess reaching home promptly can wait. She leaves him alone and cooks him a meal. As she does his childhood eyes took in the place. Upon returning hands him a plate and a grapefruit glass.

 

They talk casually, revealing she an Anglican priest at Olivet Church, so she really went to school because people, students her congregation, come to church. Goes on to explain she can sense his surprise. She was ordained so can be a priest in the Anglican faith. Some diocese, ‘Through a fit,’ about ordained women so dispute exists, but by, ‘Grace I belong to a diocese that is fearless.’

 

The tête-à-tête – not the sofa, continues with other casual topics – what kind of toy he likes, his friends, what he wants to be when he an actual adult…Then intimately.

 

Take off all clothes in the school bathroom for PE? More comfortable when other boys around? Strip all the way down? How often you piss? Like a particular girl?

 

Sister takes him to just outside her bedroom without entering. ‘One day you’ll have your own bedroom.’

 

The child is sent home with a toy present.

 

MOSES:

Jerry Hey, I couldn’t wait speaking to u again.

JERRY:

U like talking.

MOSES:

12 years. Can live with you, hubby & wifey.

JERRY:

 ?

MOSES:

OUR own mini family. I’d ordain us as bride and groom.

JERRY:

I’m too small.

MOSES:

I have breasts, easy to touch. The Holy Father isn’t thinking about age FYI.

JERRY:

I can tell a good size.

MOSES:

Hm, hm.

JERRY:

Melons

MOSES:

little boy you squirt?

 JERRY:

Water?

MOSES:

Hm, hm. So innocent - sperm 

 

He hesitates answering.

 

MOSES:

explode on every part of me, let me rub over my skin.

JERRY:

 like soap?

MOSES:

 You’ll be like a man & its Moisturizing Skin Cream.

 

The parent notes changes in their child’s behaviour and inquire about the toy, the child says from a school raffle. The parent bothered when exposed as a lie because they never contributed money towards nor knew of a raffle.

 

The Sister comes up when pressed and the parent inquires more closely.

 

 To many appears to be the epitome of middle class respectability. Cops of the Child Defense Unit and this squad led by a female officer. They’re awaiting quarry just outside Olivet walls. It’s a cloudy morning. A number of people step outside leaving her completed sermon. One in particular is given their attention. Stopped, is asked their name. A standout dressed in religious clothes called a cassock. Resembling a robe is single-breasted, reaching down to her feet. And per tradition has thirty-nine buttons as signifying the Thirty-Nine Articles. Finally in place of the chain a beaded wooded rosary cross round the neck.

 

Gabberdeine learns who they are and put in handcuffs. Announcing detention under the Child Offenses Act, that particular female officer searches her on site for any sharp instruments or evidence.

 

At the station moments before another officer conducts a more thorough search, Gabberdeine is informed the squad caught on when the parent filed a report. A uniformed policewoman wearing gloves does a more detailed search, even her shoes. A female condom in her purse.

 

Booked, fingerprints are taken, so too a mug shot. That ended is deposited in the station’s holding cell. 

Bound to come, the interrogation room. A unit member asked questions. Outside a lighted sign read, Interrogation in progress. Naturally the whole thing videotaped.

 

Officer, ‘You acknowledge signing away the right to remain silent?’

‘Yes.’

‘Your name?’

‘Gabberdeine Henriette. Sister Gabberdeine Henriette.’

 

Then asked questions written on a notepad.

 

‘We determined you a pastor.’

‘Correct.’

‘Had any contact with a boy, Jerry?’

‘Yes.’

‘Knew he but a child?’

‘We women give birth and so naturally attracted to one. Same way the Lord conjoins whom he favours.’

‘Except we, you are governed by earthly law.’

 

The officer informs the parent presented some rather dirty chat logs and are certain she Moses. They now reveal the internet traffic printed out.

 

Reading transcript – ‘“When our bodies join our souls will too.” Was that sexual?’

She pretty blunt or is it mental? ‘We ephemeral on this earth are not ones to revolt against our Father’s will.’

‘Interpreting as yes.’

‘“What need of sending my butt when it’s waiting at my home for my lover” You sent that?’

‘Yes.’

‘Just confirmed desire to transmit illicit material to a minor over the interweb.’

 

Taken out a brown paper bag the toy given to the boy – those in the know call sexual grooming.

 

Court hands down a non-custodial sentence…

 

In time to come it’s her. It’s her in Jerry’s home, with him, caught red handed by non-other than his parent. Panic gripped, flees. The priestess passes through the window and precariously on the apartment ledge several storeys up.

 

Losing her footing, falls meeting whatever god she adhered too.

 

Author’s note – created and dated the story as beginning from Christmas 2019, a few weeks back, but really began writing a few days back. Wanted to ‘peg my work to Xmas.’

I have what religious types would call a derogatory and controversial portrayal of religion. I have several stories written and to be written in such a vein. The hardest: Soldier’s Righteous – Anglican missionaries shot people. Religion permitted my own stamp on such a story like a female antagonist in place of a male, the Anglican faith and not the oft derided catholic.

Frankly I grew up with a religious parent, went religious school and of course church. This moment my work has several religious co-workers. Must say with time and scientific knowledge…something has to go and well, adherence to belief.

Date - 11 January 2020.


Submitted: January 11, 2020

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hullabaloo22

I can see a lot of people won't approve, but it's quite right to point out that not all abuse is dished out by males. It was interesting in the religious sense though, as they mostly view females as inferior.

Sat, January 11th, 2020 9:08pm

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The Anglican church bucked trends and ordained women, who are sexual animals too, just with not the ravenous reputation of guys. A wattpad review called the scenario 'gender reversal.'

Sat, January 11th, 2020 2:13pm

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