What plan? Amy does what she wants.

Amy wanted to leave home with Tara, so she did. Amy wanted to spread the word of Jesus, so she was going to. Amy wanted to...well, that was the extent of it.

Amy was at least prepared for her quality of life to decrease. She'd be away from home, away from her mansion of a house, and away from parents who she could count on for support. At least she'd have Tara. Amy's problem, though, was that she didn't think her plans through. She knew she wanted to the city and start spreading the word of Jesus, but she had no thorough plan for it. Usually, everything in her life worked out.

Amy and Tara stepped off the bus, having left into what was considered the worst part of town. Amy didn't have any concept of this, though. She simply asked where the 'neediest' area was. The walls had plenty of graffiti and the streets were full of homeless people. Amy figured this had to be a good start.

It wasn't a good start at all, though. The only thing she came prepared with was her father's credit card. Her plan was that everything would fall into place, God willing. She'd buy herself some new clothes and rent out an apartment somewhere. All Amy was wearing were some leggings (she wanted to be stylish, but comfortable) and a tight black tee, the outline of her bra easily seen through it. Tara was wearing a loose green sweater and baggy blue jeans, her usual attire. Her naturally red hair was done up in a bun. She shyly followed behind Amy, who herself really had no idea what to do.

"Hmmm..." Amy thought to herself. "We need to find some help, first. People like us, people who follow Jesus...there!"

There was a black man, wearing a dirty trench coat and worn, damaged pants, sitting against the wall nearby. Amy walked up to her, and to this bum, seeing this beauty approach her was all the proof he needed that God existed. He looked up at her with a face of near shock.

"You there." Amy said, as if talking to a servant. She spoke to most people that way, even Tara. "Are you a follower of Christ?"

"I am now..." the bum replied.

"Well, that was easy." Amy said with a confident smirk. She placed her hands on her hips like she was posing for him. "Naturally, of course. Jesus loves me, he would make it easy for me. Anyway, we need a place to stay, do you know of any?"

"I do, there's lots of places around here, even nice ones, but they're expensive..."

"Oh please, money is no problem." Amy said. "Where is the nicest place?"

"It's a few blocks down from here. I'll show you if you let me stay with you."

"Done and done. I'd love to room with a fellow lover of Christ."

"Ummm...There's one other thing!"

"Ugh, what?" Amy asked.

"I want you to turn around and bend over...show me that fine ass of yours..."

"You want me to what? Why?..."

"Um...don't you know? It's God's will, woman. I can hear him in my head right now. He wants you to do this."

Amy had no reason to think he was lying. In fact, on hearing it was God's will, she couldn't turn around fast enough, bend over so her beautiful, Asian bubble butt was his to admire. He reached out and groped her, making Amy blush for some odd reason.

"Why are you touching me?"

"God wants me to."