Sometimes fear makes you do things that you never thought you were capaple of doing, like ignoring somoene in need. Ask your self this, if it's not you, who will?
Altar lady
Sometimes fear makes you do things that you never thought you were capable of doing, like ignoring someone in need. Ask your self this, if it's not you, who will? She used to ask me if I was happy and I always reply yes. That’s because I was happy to be an altar boy and by that point having the priest touching me, was normal. I mean I saw him touching the other boys too so...
He would touch me when the altar lady was around. She didn’t look that happy like she always did but I thought if it was wrong, she would have stopped him but she didn’t. She stood there with the bible in her hand and walked away while the priest was touching me between my legs. He ask me if I was hard and laugh. I was confused cause I never had an erection before so I didn’t know what it meant. He said ‘sinners get hard’ while he looked me in the eyes and squeeze my dick. And I said sorry. It was a wrong and weird feeling. For a few seconds, I wish I didn’t exist.
The other priest
I use to go in the garden of the church to catch my breath. Looking in the sky wondering if God could see me. Asking him if what the priest was doing to me and the other boys was right. I mean God usually answers my prayers but I haven’t felt him for a while. Maybe because he is angry with me because I felt uncomfortable about the priest.
I remember the priest had a friend who was the priest of another church that used to come by on Saturdays while I was studying the altar and the relics. He was touching me the same way the priest of my church did and sometimes I found myself between them. But he uses to do something different. He uses to grab my hand and put it between his legs and ask ‘is big right!?’ and laugh. It was always a joke for them laughing while they touch me. Then again I thought whatever this is, it can’t be evil. It has to be kindness. To be continued...