Nightcrawler hung from the rafters above his student's alcove. They had been in the midst of a theological discussion regarding the savior and Nightcrawler found himself increasingly flumoxed. Not only had his young student been posing devious questions, but she had been casually flirting with him all night.
"Kurt, I still don't see why the church would favor celibacy." The girl, whose name was Yvonne continued.
"It is meant to show purity and sacrifice."
"Professor, if God wished us to sacrifice in his honor, would he not have us slaughtering cows in his name to this day?" She walked across the room which gave Kurt a good view of her. She wore a modest dress which showed off her slender body well. It did not show off much skin but more than Yvonne had shown him before. Twice now, he could make out the outline of her panties and bra beneath the fabric. "Why not sacrifice for the church by giving of your time. Why sacrifice your physical pleasure."
"It comes back to a question of purity then."
"Am I pure, professor?"
"I suppose."
"Is it because I am a virgin?"
"I-I..."
"If my heart is pure and my Love for God is full why would he care about my physical passions?"
"God wishes you to be married."
"Does he? She stopped, unzipping the dress and letting it fall off her snow white shoulders. "Does God wish us to wait? Because I've been ready for you my love. Ready for far too long."
Kurt gasped, "But your so young."
"I reached the age of consent this morning." She unhooked the bra and let it fall to the floor. Her small chest drawing an immediate reaction from Nightcrawler's cock.
"But..."
"Professor, embrace your love for me and I will devote myself to the glory of the church."
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