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Pat G’Orge Walker Heaven Can be Hell Story Note I wanted to show what could happen when a confident, carnal-minded woman works her magic to seduce a sexually inhibited reverend. She got him but now can she keep him if God wants him too, kinky-free? It answers the question ... is the bed ever defiled between a consenting husband and wife when their explorations go outside the regular “missionary” position. “Be warned, all verified hell is about to visit you,” Aunt Peaches blasted over the church’s intercom. “Okay,” Averic snapped. “Send whoever she is in here. By the way, who is it?” “Glad you finally got around to asking because she’s waiting inside the sanctuary. You ain’t seen that heffa in a long time.” Choosing to ignore Aunt Peaches’ devilish reference to someone being a “heffa,” he replied, “Well, bring her inside, please. I really wanna get out of here as soon as possible.” “Not as soon as you’ll want to be,” Aunt Peaches replied angrily. “Because it’s your wife! I still can’t figure out why her mama named that hellion Heaven.” Averic remembered how much he’d loved watching his estranged wife’s topaz eyes peer out from a canvass of a heart-shaped face blessed with a flawless peaches-and-cream complexion. Her curvy frame woke his body, no matter how tired he’d felt. What on earth could she want with him? * * * Heaven waited in the sanctuary, aiming to work her way back into her husband’s life. The fact that she’d caught him off guard would be a good thing. She perched on a pew, reflecting on the Hawaii trip where she’d first laid eyes on him. The young preacher was everything Heaven’s friend had said. A well-toned, tall and much too good looking man to be seated in any church pulpit. More suited as a feature in a hot male stripper magazine, Averic Domingo had preached the women into a frenzy. He was straight out telling them to never allow any man, husband or otherwise, to abuse or use them sexually, mentally or any other perverted method. “Your body is God’s temple,” he’d told them. “Would you defile the temple of God?” She’d found him a bit amusing because everything he’d said not to allow, she’d done with the greatest of ease and without regret. If she had her way, she would continue with a little extra mind- blowing acrobatics on the side.