Secret, Saintly Schoolgirl Love - Sex Stories

Secret, Saintly Schoolgirl Love

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“Sex,” Reverend James repeated, putting the chocolate bag back in its notch. “That’s really what the secular version of Valentine’s Day comes down to, doesn’t it? The chocolates, the roses, they’re all involved in various rituals people use for arranging sex, aren’t they?”

Heads bobbed again.

“But in case anyone missed that great big clue I gave you at the beginning, Valentine’s Day is asaint’s day. So, as you might imagine, it’s actually about something much higher than that.”

We settled into more comfortable silence, prepared for the meat of the sermon, which we would not be required to assist with.

“Now Saint Valentine lived just a few hundred years after Jesus Himself,” said Reverend James. “Does anyone know what he did to become a saint?”

We answered with more silence. Lovely, permissible silence.

“This was during the time when Christians were still living under Roman rule,” said Reverend James. “The emperor at the time, Claudius II, had outlawed the holy sacrament of marriage. He wanted to make sure the men living under his rule had no commitments higher than serving in his army. So, of course, the thousands of Christians living in the empire who fell in love, who heard God’s call to be fruitful and multiply, they had a choice to make. They could turn away from the call. They could live in sin. Or they could go in search of someone who would marry them against the emperor’s decree. Saint Valentine was the man they turned to. He granted ...

... those couples holy matrimony, at the risk of his own life.”

There were a few quiet sighs around the room. Stories of romance were rare at True Light, and usually shared in whispers after lights out. This was about the sweetest thing to be said aloud in the chapel.

Reverend James held the moment only briefly. He was gaining steam, as he usually did when he shared with us some horrific injustice suffered by our earliest spiritual ancestors.

“Eventually, Emperor Claudius found out what Saint Valentine was up to, and threw him in prison. And what do you think Saint Valentine did then? Did he apologize for serving God’s will, and sharing God’s love, and promise not to do it ever again?”

There were headshakes, but still no need for an answer.

Reverend James provided his own impassioned, “No!” which echoed around the vaulted ceiling.

“Now, it just so happened,” he went on, “that Saint Valentine’s jailer had a daughter, and the daughter was blind. And at this point, the safest thing for our Saint Valentine to do would have been to keep his head down and try to convince everyone that he was not a threat. Instead, he reached out through the bars of his cell, put his hands on that young woman’s eyes, and prayed to God to show His love through her. And when he pulled his hands away, praise Jesus, that woman was able to see, literallysee the light of His love and all His creation around her.”

There was a tenser sort of silence for a moment. This sounded dangerously close ...