Father Greene's Secret

"Father," Laura didn't recognize this part of town at all, "where are we going?"

"Laura," the African priest pulled over in the shadows and looked straight into the innocent and trusting girl's green eyes, "do you hope to marry Carl some day?"

"I don't know..." Laura replied a little defensively, "I think so. He's very nice."

"Are you and Carl still virgins?" the priest asked, his white eyes and teeth the only things visible in the dark.

"Yes, we are." Laura responded, proud of her purity.

"Sweet little Laura," Father Greene whispered, and Laura couldn't see that his hand was rubbing a bit bulge in the crotch of his trousers. "Would you like to know how to get Carl to beg you to marry him? Would you like to learn some secrets about the ways of men?"

Laura's heart was racing, there's no way she would trust a black man usually but this was a man of God! "Yes, Father, would you teach me?"

Father Greene wanted to attack the teenager right away but instead shifted the car back into drive and pulled away from the curb. "We're going to go to the home of a friend of mine, another African like me. I don't think he's home yet, but he won't mind you being there. It's private and there will be no distractions or interruptions for your training."

As the car entered the dark drive of a secluded house on the edge of town, Father Greene smiled. He licked his lips. Soon, he knew, this tasty young white girl was going to be his.