Gerlyn, or In the name of God...
She is sitting on the bed, fully clothed and ashen faced. The clothes are Moon's but they look different on Gerlyn. She has been crying, that is clear. Now she is apparently frozen in place. Sitting up straight, she stares at the wall. Not in anything particular, just at the wall. Her face blank as if she is looking into the void.
I have a masonic bible in my hands. It is a Christian bible. I will use it, as best I can, to show Gerlyn why her parents are liars, hypocrites and evil. I will try to turn the tables on them and make them the ones surely going to hell. Gerlyn will be the one who has a fighting chance of happiness if she stops listening to them and listens to me.
I say 'try' because I am the worst of all possible individuals to do this. I will not believe a word I am saying. It is not that I agree with Gerlyn's parents. It is because I believe the Christian religion is bunk. All of it, palpable horseshit. I am just as likely to believe in miracles, in men who are also God, and all that pure pap, as I am to purchase the Brooklyn Bridge as a time share. Still, if I am going to defang this snake, I must do it with snake oil.
Good afternoon, Gerlyn. May I speak with you?
She does not appear to move a millimeter and I am not sure if she even hears me in her current state until she answers in a small voice, Opo. And then, as if someone has scolded her, she says, I mean, Yes, Sir.
Thank you. There is a small chair in the bedroom, I point to it, though I don't really think she is looking at anything but the wall. I will sit in this chair over here, because I do not want you to be afraid of me.
In that same small voice she answers, It's OK, Sir. You do not scare me. I think you are a good man.
Thank you. But unless you want a hug, I will sit here, OK?
Opo.
Gerlyn, do you know the bible?
This seems to animate her and she turns to look at me, with hard questioning eyes. Her voice has more substance to it. Opo. My parents read from it every day. I hear this all my life.
OK, at least she is engaged with me, now comes the hard part. Good. I am happy to hear that. Tell me... how many Mary's in the bible.
Five!
Do you know who they are?
Opo.
Please tell me. Who are they?
Mother Mary, Mary Magdalene, Mary of Bethany, Mary mother of James and Joseph, Mary mother of John Mark!
Very good. Tell me about Mary Magdalene.
She is a saint, Sir.
What was she in real life?
Father say she was a prostitute when she meet Jesus.
Do you know what a prostitute does, Gerlyn?
No, Sir.
A prostitute has sex without marriage and she has that sex for money with many men.
Really?
Yes. Is Mary Magdalene in hell, Gerlyn?
No! She a saint!
But she had sex outside of marriage, right?
Sir, how can that be?
Well, Gerlyn, either Mary is not a saint, or having sex without marriage does not send you to hell. Do you see that?
This is confusing, Sir. My father say it do.
But your father also say Mary was a prostitute, correct?
Yes, Sir.
So you father must be wrong about one of these two things. Correct?
I guess so, Sir.
Do you believe that all men and women are sinners?
Yes, Sir, my father says so. He says we are all born into Sin and can only be saved by Jesus.
So your father is a sinner?
I not think so before, but he must be, Sir.
So when he accuses you of something, would you say he is throwing a verbal stone?
Verbal stone?
Words that hurt, like stone hurts.
Ah, I see. Ask me again?
So if you are just standing there and he says something that hurts, he has cast the first stone?
Yes, I guess so.
Do you remember that Jesus said, 'He who is without sin among you, let him be the first to throw a stone at her'?
Yes, of course, Sir.
Gerlyn, is your father without sin.
Sir?
Is he without sin? You told me that all are sinners. You say before he must be a sinner. So is your father special and without sin?
Sir, he must be a sinner. He is with Sin.
So, Gerlyn, does he follow Jesus when he casts the first stone?
Sir! You saying he going against Jesus?
No, I am not! Jesus is saying that!
Sir! I am very confused. Why he do those things if it against Jesus?
I do not know, Gerlyn. I do know he is wrong for a number of reasons. Very little is said about girl with girl relations and there are no punishments in your bible for such conduct. There are only punishments for men who have sexual relations with men. So even if you have relations with Analyn, there is no punishment. Your father was punishing you for something the Bible may not approve of, but does not punish. Your father is simply wrong in his Christian beliefs. He may read the bible every day, but he does not practice what the bible teaches.
Sir, he says all who do not do correctly will go to hell and he get angry at us when he say we not follow the bible.
But he does not follow the bible. Do you know that you are warned against false prophets?
Yes! The bible say 'Take heed that no man deceive you. For many shall come in my name, saying, I am Christ; and shall deceive many.' So you say my father say things against Jesus Christ and deceive us?
Yes, that is exactly what I am saying. He scare you about something that God made and is beautiful, our bodies. Your father makes our bodies evil, even though they are not!
Sir, I do not understand.
Well, the best way to explain is to show you. May I talk with you about the difference between sexual relations and sex?
Sir? I do not understand. Is there a difference?
Yes, there is a big difference. Our bodies have many parts. Some are related to feelings that bring us great joy, and that joy is close to the feelings we have when a man and girl engage in sex. And so, whenever we talk about doing things that make us feel that way, we call it sexual relations. But sex, real sex, means a man putting his penis in a girl's vagina and then releasing semen to impregnate the girl, to get her pregnant. You have not had real sex, because you have not been with a man who has done that with you.
So Analyn was wrong? We not have sex? We have sexual relations, not sex?
Yes, you had sexual relations with Analyn but not real sex. So she was close to being right, but not exactly right.
I see. I think. So I am not going to hell, Sir?
Correct, Gerlyn, you are not going to hell. You are a good person and you are not going to go to hell.
Why my father wrong, Sir? Why he get angry with me?
Gerlyn, I do not know. I suspect only God knows and that is between God and him. We will never learn the truth. We cannot change him. His anger is too strong. We must find a safe place for you away from your father. He may not want you, but others will. Even if he did want you, he is bad for you. Others will want you, will need your help, and your love. Can you help and love others, Gerlyn?
Yes, Sir. I think I can. I will try. That is what Jesus wants. What I need to do?
Well, the first thing is learning about yourself. First you need to learn about your body, something that your parents have failed to teach you.
I am too young, Sir. That why they not teach me!
Do you know how old Mother Mary was when she bore Jesus?
No, Sir.
She was twelve. How old are you, Gerlyn?
Fourteen, Sir. Really, Mary was twelve?
Yes. That was the age girls married in those times. There would have been something wrong with her if she had not wed by then. So if Mary had Jesus when she was two years younger than you, are you too young?
No, Sir. Sir, what I need to learn?
There is much to learn. I have a question, are you willing to learn, or are you going to cry and say that you are going to hell?
I want to learn, Sir. I will not cry.
Good. Gerlyn, do you want to become a Saint, just like Mary Magdalene?
Sir?
If you can, would you like to be a Saint?
Of course, Sir. Who not want that?
Good. OK let's start your lesson about your body. Your parents should have taught you much of this years ago. But we will have to do what we can today. We will learn the parts, and the many names the parts have. Also, to understand that our bodies are sexual in all ways, you must learn how each feels. But to do this last part and some of the first parts, you need to take off your clothing. Are you OK to do that?
If Analyn not here, then yes Sir.
Analyn will not come in. I promise.
OK then, I do it.
And though I do not believe in miracles, this might qualify as one. Gerlyn is tall, at 5' 5” or 165cm. She has lovely hips, considerable B cup breasts, a pleasing shape over all, light skin, a clear complexion and a comely face. Her teeth are straight and bright white. Her eyes are brown and her hair jet black. In other words, she's a walking heart break. She's also a clueless virgin and … she's undressing for me.
Gerlyn removes Moon's clothing, that had been provided her, and places the articles on my nightstand carefully, folding each one before proceeding to the next. Completed and completely naked, she sits cross legged, on the bed looking, directly, at me. Her breasts are perky, well-formed and with little dark brown nipples pointing out like darts. She has little pubic hairs. Her body has never seen a razor, something that needs to be remedied, later. Her nails, on foot and hand are a light red. There are small pearl studs in her earlobes. A small cross with a diminutive Jesus, on a chain, hangs on her neck. The cross nests, between the twin mounds of her heavenly breasts.
Ok, let's start with the basics... I am in no hurry. I take her through naming all the parts of her body and give her various alternative names for each, to teach her that the body has an informal, as well as a formal, vocabulary. A vocabulary of familiarity and affection. The process is playful and full of teasing. We talk about different names for things based on size. I tell her that big breasts might be called hooters, but smaller breasts such as the one Asians tend to have, would never be called that. Gerlyn giggles and announces, she wants hooters! Can she trade hers in for a bigger size please? When I tell her that hers are really nice size, she announces that they are a problem. She has trouble finding bras that fit in the 'second hand' shops. Gerlyn has never had a new piece of clothing in her life. But she would happily have a worse problem with that if she could have hooters.
Once we get through the naming process, I take her back to the beginning and ask in reference to each 'part,' can this part of the body be used in sexual play? In the beginning, I get many no's and in each case I proceed to show her how this is untrue. I demonstrate that many parts of the body respond to touch and stimulation. I am trying to teach her that the entire human body is one fucking large sexual playground. It seems to be working... at a point mid-way through, I ask the question again and her answer is, I think yes, but please show me how it is, Sir.
We are at the small of her back, and I take advantage of the question to do as she asks and stimulate her further than I have so far. By the time I stop she is breathing heavily. A few minutes later, I have her just about climbing the walls when I get to her nipples. I show her how sucking and licking a nipple produces a different type of stimulation from that of when fingers roll and squeeze the nipple. She is getting very excited.
Finally I get to her pussy and decide to make her cum. I am not going to enter her. I plan that piece of depraved devastation for my cock. Instead I concentrate on the clit and externalities. She is beyond worked up. At this point I own her body. Still playing with it with my fingers, licking it, and sucking her clit into my lips, flicking it with my tongue, I also grab a tit and maul it a bit.
As excited as she is, it does not take long. She has what she has never had before, a real powerful orgasm. Juices pour out of her prodigiously. She is still a virgin, but if the response to the big O is any indicator, she won't be for long.
Sir, did I just have sex?
No, remember I said a man has to have his penis inside you?
Yes, Sir.
Where was my penis?
Inside your pants, Sir?
Correct, so, Gerlyn, was that sex?
I guess, no.
Correct. It was not. Sex feels better than that.
How can that be possible?
It just does. So you liked it?
Yes, Sir! Very much Yes.
OK, are you ready to learn a man's body parts?
Yes, Sir.
And with that, I disrobe. I explain that most words for a man are the same as she has learned for a girl. The big different is his penis and the area around that. So we concentrate there and she learns such useless/useful things as what is meant by 'the family jewels, balls, nuts, my Peter, dong, schlong, prick, dick, cock, pole, old glory, my member, cum, baby batter,' and as we go on Gerlyn giggles anew at the playfulness of it all.
I teach Gerlyn about how to stimulate a man. She takes it as a lesson in anatomy, but it is a lesson in all the male pleasure centers. I teach her how to suck a man's nipple. She thinks this is silly, but I remind her about how it felt when I sucked her nip and told her that men react to this as well. I teach her how to masturbate a man, slicking up his cock so as not to rub him raw. She learns how to hold the member, what she can do with a man's balls and what she must not do. The part where I teach her to give head is a hoot. I kid her that this can't be sex, or she would be having sex every times she eats rice. She laughs at this. She also, without fuss, learns how to keep her teeth away from the member and how to apply suction. I tell her that some women can take cock down their throat, but it is not necessary that she do this. She says she will learn and I tell her to ask Angeli about that as she is an expert. I get a thank you. Go figure. As she is sucking my cock, I start playing with her clit. She is humping my hand furiously. I think it is time.
So, Gerlyn, if I put my cock in your pussy, and gave you my cum, that would be sex. It would be no more wrong than when Saint Mary did it. Would you like to try that?
Saint Mary had sex?
She was a prostitute, correct?
Yes.
And a prostitute is a girl who has sex with men. Correct?
I guess so, so yes.
So if you have sex, you are doing it two years after Mother Mary did it, and you are not charging money. As a prostitute, Mary Magdalene charged for sex and now she is Saint Mary. Correct?
Yes, Sir! Very much correct.
Do you want to have sex?
It will feel as good, Sir?
Better. But it will sting once, when you start, and then it feels better than anything you have felt so far.
And I not go to hell?
You will not go to hell.
Then, yes, I try it.
I get on my back and position Gerlyn over me, my cock centered on her cunt as she pushes down, hard. Gerlyn blows through her hymen and starts pumping for all she is worth. I did not see a sign of pain, but there is an immediate trail of blood on my member.
I reach up to grab her nipples. The look on her face is amazing. She is in heaven, not hell, and it looks like she intends to stay there in heaven if she can.
I decide to roll her over onto her back. With her ankles pinned to my shoulders, I am now giving her serious wood, pounding down to the pelvic bone. Gerlyn is in her own heaven. She is staring into my eyes, and I swear it is love or idol worship or just amazement. Whatever it is, it is not, fear, anger or regret.
I stop and put her on her knees, entering her cunt from behind. I wrap an arm around and get a finger on her clit as my wood continues to work her recently virginal cunt. Gerlyn is moaning, grunting and doing everything she can to get me deeper. And then as hot liquid bathes my member, her body goes into spasms of ecstasy. I continue fucking her for all I am worth and second cum comes on the heels of the first cum followed quickly by a third cum. That does it for me and I dump a load of cum in Gerlyn's cunt, releasing emotions and feelings, inside her, that produce a fourth orgasm in the girl, that is beyond my ability to describe, other than to note, she throws her head back and screams in Visayan the equivalent of, Yes, Mother of God! Yes!
I flop down on the bed next to a newly prone, Gerlyn. Is it OK if Angeli joins us and cleans you up so you don't have to move?
A happily mumbled, opo is returned.
I reach out to the night stand and retrieve my cell phone. I text Angeli to come alone to my bedroom, asap. Thirty seconds later, Angeli walks in the door and stops dead in her tracks. I do not know what she was prepared for, but it sure as hell wasn't this. Get down here and clean Gerlyn, and me, please. I get a silent response that imparts an acceptance and at the same time a complete incomprehension of the situation.
As Angeli roles Gerlyn over on her back and puts her mouth to Gerlyn cunt, I pull Gerlyn's head so that she is looking at me, and ask her... does that feel good, now. She silently says it does. See, you like both men and women. We call this being Bi. You are bi-sexual. You prefer men, but like girls too. This is the best way a girl can be! You are very lucky. It makes it better for you to make others happy and for you to be a Saint!
Really?
Yes, truly.
But, who can I … and a huge orgasm interrupts her thought process for a bit, before she can come back to earth and ask, I help?
You know, that's the thing about God. Sometimes he just puts things together for us. I know a couple that is having marital difficulties and needs a girl just like you to save their marriage.
Really?
Yes, Really. But you are going to have to use all the things you learned here today, with both of them, on a daily basis, to help them save that marriage. Of course saving marriages is a very saintly thing to do.
Then I will do it! When may I meet them?
After Angeli is done cleaning us, I am sure she will contact the couple and introduce you to them. OK?
Does that mean I will live with them?
Yes, you will live with them for years if things work out correctly.
Are they nice?
Yes, very nice.
Good! I knew it. You are a good man!
At this point Angeli, who has me in her mouth, bites down hard.
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