The Man Of Sin: The Series - Sex Stories

The Man Of Sin: The Series

... celibacy. By having all these teenagers learning side-by-side in this holy school, it was simply a matter of teaching them to ignore temptation. Dating was strictly forbidden, and if they could graduate without ever giving in to their sinful desires, they would be ready for the clergy. She at last reached the building with the Discipline Committee, and after climbing two flights of stairs, arrived at the entrance to their office. As she approached the door, she took a moment of catch her breath and straighten her hair. She stepped through an open doorway into a waiting room, with an assistant behind a desk, a corridor lined with doors, and several chairs and a couch in the corner of the room. Sitting in one of the chairs was a young man, though from the very brief glimpse she gave him, she couldn’t quite tell his age. He looked to be as old as she was, but he could have older, since unlike the other male students in this school, he was dressed in the black clerical jacket of an ordained minister. Though he lacked the official collar. She strode past him to the assistant’s desk. “Hello, Helena. Same as usual?” the woman asked with a wry grin. This was FAR from Helena’s first meeting with the Disciplinary Committee. She sighed with a tired smile. “Hello, Mary. I guess they’re waiting for me?” “Go right in.” Helena nodded and walked down the corridor, reaching the second door. She entered a conference room, where five teachers sat behind a long table, glaring at her with ...

... judgmental eyes. Two of them were priests and another two were nuns. “Ms. O’Connor, I’m sure you know why we called you here,” the oldest teacher grumbled. “I have an idea.” A female teacher cleared her throat. “Three young men are being treated at the hospital, one coughing up blood with a broken nose and the other two suffering from concussions. When speaking to the police, they described you in clear detail. What do you have to say for yourself?” Helena straightened her posture and her eyes became steely. “I was doing God’s work, helping to cure this city of its sin. Why should I have gone easy on them when they will face far worse in Hell?” One of the priests slammed his hand on the table. “That is not your decision to make! That is the job of the police, not a student of this school. Every time you act up like this, you give us a bad name. We cannot condone your actions, violence can never be tolerated from someone who claims to fight in the name of Jesus Christ!” “I will repent for what I did and ask God for forgiveness,” she said defiantly, as if to tell them that she did not recognize their authority. “You’ll do more than that. On top of fifteen Apostle’s Creeds and ten Hail Marys, you are going to go and apologize to those boys before the end of the day, understood?” He handed her a sheet of paper with their addresses and Helena bit her tongue, working to keep her temper in check. “Yes, Father Brian.” “Good, and to lighten your soul with a good deed, we have something else ...