Secret, Saintly Schoolgirl Love - Sex Stories

Secret, Saintly Schoolgirl Love

... to a happy ending, which could never be right in a saint story, so it could only come crashing down from here.

“That was Saint Valentine signing his own death warrant,” Reverend James explained. “Because once everyone saw that miracle, that woman accepted Jesus, and her daddy accepted Jesus, and everyone working in the whole blessed jail accepted Jesus. And old Emperor Claudius, he didn’t like that one bit. The weddings, maybe those could have been brushed off, but converting that many of the Emperor’s servants to serve God instead? That could only be answered with death. So that’s how Saint Valentine came home to God’s arms knowing that he had helped spread His love and truth to every last person he could, right up to the end.”

Faces around the chapel varied in their combinations of joy and solemnity.

Barb wiggled her eyebrows some more. I couldn’t help noticing.

“There’s one more chapter to Saint Valentine’s story, though,” said Reverend James. “In the short time they had on Earth together, he and that young woman fell in love. There was no one to marry them, of course. Saint Valentine never got to share in the same earthly joys he helped sanctify for so many others. He never touched any part of that woman but her eyes. But he went to his death leaving her a message of love, his own and God’s, written on the shape of a heart and signed, ‘Your Valentine.’”

A few more sighs escaped.

Mine was one of them. The mouth-watering feeling I’d had at the sight of ...

... the chocolate spread through my whole body at the thought of the two lovers spending their whole brief relationship on the opposite side of bars. My skin was all tingly with what I was pretty sure was hunger to touch someone. Once it got started, that feeling was maddeningly hard to get rid of.

Well, there wasone thing I’d found that helped for a little while, but I tried to keep it a last resort.

“That is the love we Christians celebrate onSaint Valentine’s Day,” Reverend James raised his finger emphatically. “True, pure, selfless love of the soul. Love that exists in harmony with the love of God, and not against it.”

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After services, there was brunch, the most flavorful meal of the week, with fruit and even bacon. After that, we were supposed to spend the afternoon of our day of rest in quiet contemplation of our reverend’s words.

In practice, it was some of our freest time. We could go wherever we wanted within the campus’s common areas, as long as we didn’t run, didn’t shout, and stayed in our assigned groups of three.

The privilege of choosing our own groups was one of the most precious we could earn, and the threat of being shuffled out of them was the only thing that could force even Barb tosomewhat toe the line.

Legend had it, True Light girls used to be allowed to walk in pairs, until what happened with Madelyn and Ginny.

No one I knew remembered their last names, or what had become of them, or even exactly what it was they had been caught ...