Fantasia’s tongue was awakening a new sensation I never knew existed. The bodies of the punished were bathed in red light, presenting me with a sea of crimson debauchery that stretched to the burning horizon. XXX “I also jaywalked on the way to class today.”
“Jesus Christ, Rachel.”
“Do not say the lord’s name in vain, Father.”
“I’ll make sure to say some Hail Mary’s, but we’re talking about you right now,” Father Hernandez said as he turned and looked at me through the mesh window, “the whole point of confession is to recognize and atone for the minor sins man is weak to. “Hi God, Lucifer,” I said nodding to both to them, “I’m Rachel, college freshman at ASU.”
“Was that so hard?” Lucy laughed at me, “You could have just done that before I had to release the communist king of cunnilingus.”
“And now he’s all mine,” God sneered, “thanks, Rachel.”
I smiled and nodded.
