A Private Little Spot

She led me off the path when no one could see us, through the trees and bushes, until the path was completely hidden from view. The sounds of talking and laughing from the campers was dying out, and we arrived at an old, worn down bench, looking out over a large black lake.

'I come here when I feel sad sometimes,' Ruth said, her enormous smile in sharp contrast with what she'd just said. 'I can pray to God and ask for help here. No one to bother me.'

'Well now you've shown it to me, so maybe you won't be alone anymore,' I smiled. She smiled too and sat down on the bench, then gestured for me to take a seat next to her. 'I didn't know there was a lake here. Everyone seems to go to the swimming pool.'

'Never understood that,' Ruth said conversationally. 'Why swim in chloride when you can swim in the Lord's natural swimming pools?'

'Right,' I said agreeably. 'I prefer lakes too.'

'Stephen... can I confess now?' she asked apprehensively.

'Of course,' I smiled, comforting her as much as I could. Truth was, I was just as worried as she was, being a virgin and all. The things that had happened last night were as much of a shock to me as they were to her.

'After last night... I went home a little confused...' she began, stroking her braid nervously. 'I went to bed right away, but I couldn't sleep. The things I'd seen, the things you'd told me... I couldn't get it out of my head. So I prayed... I prayed for a long time, until something inside me made me... feel even weirder. My hand subconsciously moved to my... sacred part, and I started rubbing. I didn't know what was happening, so I prayed harder. And the harder I prayed, the harder my fingers rubbed my... sacred place. And then... I felt so incredibly good, I started twitching and moaning out Jesus' name. That's when I knew, Stephen! What you had told me was true! God really wants our bodies to feel pleasure!'

I stared at her, a little horrified as well as pleasantly surprised. I had somehow manipulated this innocent girl into having a positive image of sex, and all in one day! It was a very strange feeling to be both ashamed and proud of myself. 'That's... great! Ruth, I'm very proud of you!'

She let out a delighted little shriek, and hugged me. I reluctantly hugged her back, feeling her impressively round breasts pressed against me. My cock strained against my pants as she said; 'God is close with you, Stephen, I can feel it.'

I let go of her and laughed nervously. 'Yeah, I guess so. Ha ha.'

'I mean it, Stephen. You're so nice to me. Much nicer than everyone I've ever met. That's how I know you're a good person. And that's why God must love you...'

'Right...' I muttered, cursing myself for the state I'd gotten her in.

'And if God loves you, then I must love you too,' Ruth smiled brightly at me, expecting me to wholeheartedly accept this declaration. 'But I know that I'm still very inexperienced with expressing that love, and I'm afraid I will disappoint you and the Lord.' She put a hand down on my leg, and squeezed it very carefully. 'Will you teach me, Stephen?'