*… I shall not want. But I did, and it opened up a whole new world.* ?
I was helping my mother organize a fund raiser in the parish house next to our church. I was a good girl or, so I thought). My parents are strictly religious, and although I could never quite connect to their idea of right or wrong, I was still raised that way. Hell, at 20 years of age I had never as much as watched an R-rated movie.
When we arrived at the parish house and started setting up cake stands, our senior minister came over to introduce a “new member of our community”, who had offered to help out at the stands. He was a good-looking guy in his 30s, with dark hair and green eyes. He shook my mother’s hand and greeted me, asking for my name. I usually don’t have trouble speaking.. but when he was looking at me, my voice caught in my throat. I managed to awkwardly tell him my name and quickly ran away, pretending to busy myself with the cake sales. I was weirdly intrigued, without knowing why.