Episode 228: BIBLICAL PROPORTIONS

Raleigh, North Carolina! Two weeks ago! Count your blessings!

“Urrrrrrrrrrrp!”

“Monet Belmont! Cover your mouth.”

“Hey! It’s a compliment to the chef.” Monet Belmont told her mother Mona who in response darted her eyes about her surroundings with a red face. With so many other parents around still she simply wanted to look civilized. As if rallying to Monet’s cause, out roared Joseph Cartwheel sitting directly to their left. His wife Donna joining him left their daughter Kari in stitches. Unlike many, their family unit just called it how they saw it. If the food was delicious let it rip. Within the hour the belching would come out the other end just as proudly. Life goes on! “See? They know five-starE food.” Aunt Piper humor carried down generations Mona rolled her eyes. Even as Monet argued the point more diners in the cafeteria of the basement of the cathedral joined in a symphony of gastric expulsions. Even Chase Anthony Round seated to their right let it be known that even the son of a GoOD man could reveal his true colors. If only his father would. The laughter over it all led to further worshipping skills.

“I give up.” Mona took a deep breath and shared her own insult to injury moment. Greta Round and her daughter Eliza were next, Eliza’s man Obadiah chasing them. Epidemic proportions resulted in a very happy room. Best behavior otherwise knowing that after lunch many families would head home leaving their children to God’s word, their babies sat alongside them with honor. Only a few sat lonely and by themselves.

“So, your family didn’t make it here?” Milo Danvers asked the meek Kimberly Francis, seated across from he and his two older brothers Sean and Jim. The brothers had been quiet after a night of drink and fun with Sonya Waterston and Greta Round at the Vinyard Inn’s winery bar. With so many God loving folks in the hall here they opted to keep things under the radar. With the exception of saying hi to Sonya and being introduced to her daughter Holly they hadn’t really spoken to anyone other than baby brother Milo. “Yeah, mine didn’t care to come either.” He added once Kim shyly pouted over her loss.

“My parents disowned me. I was raised by our family pastor near Nashville.”

“That stinks! Your parents not caring that is.” Milo fidgeted trying his best to win her over. Milo was rather geeky so finding girlfriends was normally impossible. Unlike his brothers here who were jocks and sturdy in build. “My dad isn’t a believer. Mom is, but he wouldn’t let her join us today. These are my brothers Sean and Jim.” The men noted her offer a shy smile yet certainly meet their gaze with sparkling eyes. Not one blink during friendly nods the older men studied her behavior. Unlike their naive brother Milo, they picked up on vibes she seemed to be sending. Flirty, yet hesitant, almost wanting attention but fearing it.

“Raised by a pastor.” Sean took point, “Is he the one who guided you to come to school here?”

“Yes. He tells me I am very dirty. That I must atone for being unworthy.” Milo had no idea what she might be getting at. “He arranged that I attend here with Pastor Round so that he might find my true purpose.”

“Sounds like you need prayed over.” Jim kicked his brother Sean’s foot under the table. “We’d be happy to help you if you need us.”

“That is very nice of you.” She mumbled, “I would like that. I need to feel hands upon me and bask in their glory.” Bask? Who says bask these days? Jim simply nodded and looked past her vocabulary.

“We can absolutely help you out, Kimberly, was it?”

“Yes.” Overhearing their conversation as she ate Minerva White, also on her own here, her family unable to drive up from Jackson, Mississippi picked up vibes of her own. She might have spoken up if she hadn’t seen her crush Obadiah Shippe leave the Pastor’s table for the bathroom. Alone in leaving his girlfriend Eliza, Obadiah faded into the hallway. Excusing herself, seated next to Kim at the lonely-hearts table, Minerva hurried along to stalk Obadiah.

“If you ever need a friend, I’m here for you.” Milo told Kim.

“Thanks! I’ll be fine once I get used to being here. I’ve never been away from home or Sir Justin’s residence. I am lost.”

“And dirty.” Sean winked at her without Milo catching him.

“My soul is unworthy of redemption, but I am here to try and find my way.”

“What Milo said!” Jim added, “We live here in Raleigh. If you need us, just tell Milo.”

“You are very kind.”

“Two of a kind.” Jim winked as well. Blushing she quieted down and ate her lunch. Shivering at their interest in her Kimberly Francis touched herself under the table. No underwear on beneath her skirt she toyed with Holy Roller, her wheel shaped clit piercing. Dropping his fork to the floor Jim bent down and glanced her way. In doing so Kim lifted her skirt more to show off her inner thighs. Nudging Sean with an elbow his brother joined him in seeing her cute little pussy, with both under the table Milo winced queerly at them until the belching fest repeated itself. With Milo looking away Kim parted her legs wider and slouched in her seat as if hoping to get closer to the brothers. Unavailable to under the circumstances the men returned to their upright position. Kim pouted at their attentions abandoning her in the moment. Sitting up straight she noticed Jim mouthing words at her. Reading his lips as, “Dirty little whore.” She smiled brightly and nodded. Sean adding his own verse of, “Slut!” She was in a much better mood now.

The men’s room seemed to be a faculty reunion as Obadiah stood side-by-side at the urinals with fellow dorm monitor Julius Carpenter. Gabbing over sports they heard the door open and a gasp of, “Oops! Wrong potty.” Both men finished peeing turned at a feminine voice thinking it might be Eliza Round or Becca Rose. Instead finding young barely legal Minerva White standing like a doe in headlights. Big dicks still out she flared her eyes at them and faked a blush. “Sorry! I wasn’t watching what room I was going into.”

“No problem!” Julius grinned and took his time putting away his eight-inch meal ticket. Obadiah with a nine-inch and much thicker remained out a tad longer as if showing off.

“Wow! Am I in trouble?”

“Want to be?” Julius chuckled.

“Those are huge.”

“Not even hard yet.” Obadiah bragged but did start stashing his penis away until he saw her nibbling her lower lip mesmerized by his size. Pausing he retraced his steps and began stroking it. “Am I in trouble?” He repeated her worst fear as a way of gauging if she might panic and call harassment. Shaking her head, no, she looked toward the toilet stalls. No feet beneath the doors she pointed at them.

“Mind if I just use one of those while I’m here?”

“Feel free!” Julius moved around her to the door and blocked it to be certain nobody walked in. Shivering with excitement Minerva shuffled to a stall and left it open as she lowered her lace underwear to her heels and sat down to pee. Obadiah grinned at Julius over her actions as she even stepped out of her panties and slyly kicked them under the wall of the stall. Seeing her Obadiah took the necessary steps over and bent forward to pick them up. She could see his hand steal them away and heard him inhale her panties quite loudly. Julius was trying hard not to laugh but it was pretty funny.

“You can keep those.” Minerva spoke with a nail between her teeth, gently nervous over what could come next. Hearing the door open then hiss closed she flushed and left the stall. Both men were gone. “That went well.” Game on Obadiah! Game on you!

Pastor Robert Round finally took time to eat. Joining his family at their table he sat down and shared his love to them. Greta smiling at her man could read his eyes and followed his gaze to the next table over at Monet Belmont. Narrowing her eyes at his interest she sighed with a hint of jealousy. Listening to her mother talk to Holly Waterston and her mother Sonya, Gavin Branch, his daughter Olive, Monet caught Robert’s eyes and wiggled her brows his way. Watching Robert reach into his jacket for her white shorts which he had used to dab his sweat earlier saw him fan them out so that his table could recognize them as actual shorts. Chase nearly choked on his Pepsi, Eliza questioning what was going on. Greta knowing of them simply patted her daughters’ knuckles enlightening her to give up her question.

Fanned out before Monet’s eyes he placed her shorts in his lap as if a cloth napkin. Her crotch was over his. Monet was restless in her seat and bored silly of the topics of conversation out of Gavin Branch. Excusing herself Monet left the table and walked directly over to the Round’s and said hello again. “Can I steal Chase Anthony away?” Chase was all in until Robert paused him.

“Miss Belmont!” Robert charmed her without smiling, “How did you like the sermon?”

“Love the spermin’!” She bluntly spoke. Eliza seeing Obadiah on his way back gnashed her teeth and slouched a bit. “Could you tell how into your message I was?”

“You did seem rather into it. You both were.” He emphasized by patting Chase on the forearm, then the hand he used to finger Monet. “I hear you will be joining us for dinner next weekend.”

“If the invite is still good.”

“Of course, it is!”

“We’re going shopping this week after classes.” Eliza chimed in. “I thought I’d introduce her to Noah and see what he might have in stock for swimwear. A carload of girls as a matter of fact.” He was well-aware already but played it off as learning the news for the first time.

“Fabulous! Our home is your home, Miss Belmont. I can see how much you and my boy get along.”

“Oh!” Chase interrupted. “Can I ask my new friends Goddard and April to join us for dinner too? They’re the two who sat next to us. Goddard shoots hoops!”

“The court calls us.” Robert grinned brilliantly.

“The pool calls me.” Monet snickered. “I love swimming.”

“Bring your bathing suits.” Greta entered the fray. “I’ll be certain to have our hunky pool cleaner stop by before the weekend. Eliza order extra steaks for the grill.” Notes made on her cell while Obadiah seated himself, he quickly palmed Eliza’s thigh. Doing so with one hand typing Eliza instinctively reached for Obadiah’s inseam and found him extraordinarily erect. She had to pause and look over at first her hand then up at his face. Seeing him watching Minerva White return to her table she offered a troubled look. Obadiah sensing her worry turned his attention on Eliza with puckered lips and kissed at her. He was good at covering his tracks!

“So awesome! Let’s go tell April and Goddard.” Monet eased between Robert and took Chase by his hand, in doing so brushing her soft breast against Robert’s bicep. “Screwzy me!” She meant scusey as in excuse me, whispering it for Robert to hear. Looking over at her cleavage as she leaned in, the swell was mounded quite nicely behind the sheer lace of her dress. Chase finishing his drink hopped up and let Monet steal him away.

Reaching over beneath the table Greta like her daughter with Obie palmed her husband’s erection lying beneath Monet’s shorts. Spreading the shorts over him with pressure she winked. “I’ll just rub it in for you.” He grinned at her and placed his own palm on top of his wife’s knuckles.

“Might I eat in peace woman?” He mumbled with a playful grin.

“Me or her? Don’t answer that. I already know who dessert on Saturday will be. Tell me husband. Who is this Goddard?” April was completely off the table it seemed.

Speaking of April. She was in the little girl’s room having a panic attack. Only when another girl stepped in did she act all cool and collected, touching up her makeup. Thoughts overcame her. “I cannot believe I blew Goddard in front of the whole congregation and only the head of the school saw us. He didn’t say a word. I’m such a whore.” Looking up at the ceiling she nearly cried. “How can you forgive me for acting so foolish? I let Monet’s attraction to Goddard consume me. I want Goddard for myself, and it meant I needed to prove it to him.” Overheated by her shame she fanned her features rapidly with her fingers as if angels’ wings gone ballistic. “I hope dad didn’t see me leaning over Goddard’s lap. I’m shocked that the pew behind us didn’t even look to see if I was okay. Dear Lord, I came here for you, but I feel as if I failed myself. I just ... I want Goddard so bad.”

As her emotions toiled the door to the restroom opened again. Seeing who it was entering she took a deep breath. “I HATE YOU!”

“There you are. Chase and I’ve been looking all over for you.”

“Why did we do that Monet? Why did you goad me into being like you.”

“I didn’t make you do anything you didn’t want to do April. You like Goddard and I’m just helping you keep him.”

“I should be able to do that without humiliating myself.”

“You were really into blowing him.” Monet went full on theatrical, using her hand as if holding a dick and making mouth gestures that were quite noisy as if full. “Don’t tell me you weren’t.”

“Of course, I was. He’s amazing! I want him to want me so badly. Not just sexually though.”

“Just breath beautiful.” Monet stopped cold and became serious, “I’m pretty show you’ve caught his eye after that. He’s a really good guy. Listen, I asked the Round’s if Chase and I could invite you and Goddard to dinner next Saturday.”

“I thought it was Friday night.”

“I guess Robbie changed his plans.”

“Robbie? You call Pastor Round Robbie?”

“His name is Robert. Rob from the rich, give to himself.” She snickered. “Come on April, you saw how Rob reacted to us.”

“To you. You’re the one that let Chase and ... Goddard finger you in front of him. That’s why I hate you, Goddard wanted to help you instead of being with me, even after I drained him dry. That’s so not cool.”

Monet actually shut up and stared at April with gnashed teeth. “You’re right! I’m sorry! I shouldn’t have given Goddard a very short handjob after. I was just trying to impress Robbie.”

“Why? You have Chase Anthony.”

“I’m greedy like that. Look April, I knew Robert had his eye on me at the bonfire.”

“He wasn’t even there.” She rolled her own eyes.

“Camera on a pole. Chase told me he was spying on me when I gave Chase a lap dance. I thought he was joking until that camera followed my every move. Our front row seat proved it. Has he punished either of us? I mean his own begotten son was right there with my mouth around his big cock. Jesus, April!”

“Will you please STOP using biblical terms and the lord’s name in vain.”

“Hey! You sucked on God’s main vein. So, you’re just as guilty as I am. Stop being mad at me and learn from all of this. If Rob is letting us get away with that, we can get away with anything. You’re going shopping with Me, Eliza and the girls you can get some fresh air then. In the meantime, just talk to Goddard. Let him know you like him.”

“I’ve been trying to tell him. I know he looks at me with admiration, I just hope it’s not only for my body. I want a relationship so bad Monet. Since my mom ditched me and my moving in with dad, I’m lonely. Now I’m away from both of them. I have no one but... “ She once again looked up at the ceiling. God was looking down trying to understand.

“You have me. I’ll always be here for you. Hate me or love me, I’m all yours, babe.”

“You’re so twisted.”

“I am pretty flexible. My aunt was a cheerleader, so I’ve inherited her moves.”

“Stop it.” April laughed for all of a second. “I told you I’d go shopping. Bikinis I’m not convinced of yet.”

“One step at a climb. Now come on let’s go find our studs and tease them some more.” Rolling her eyes at Monet, April Lambert counted her blessings, and her sheep. She just wanted peace. The wool over her eyes spooked her.

Minutes earlier after he and Monet parted.

“Hey Bro!” Chase Anthony Round found Goddard Albright by himself out in the church lobby. Peering out the window at a beautiful day, hands in his pockets he looked sad. “Everything cool?”

“I don’t know yet. Your dad saw us plain as the day outside this glass. Are we going to get expelled?”