After learning some of the things I could do with the orb I got from dad I decided I should cool my jets and think about what I was going to do with my orb. After calling work telling them I would be in on Monday like planned and having my bitch boss asking if I was getting over the loss of my dad, I stayed home with mom as she was having one of her bad days.
At 6pm just after mom had fell asleep Kim was at the door pleading with me to come up stairs with her. I didn't think this would repeat so I pulled my orb out spinning before Kim's eyes telling her that from this moment on she would like to talk to me and wonder what kind of lover I could be, but she would not remember making love with me only having sex with her own mother. I went on to tell her she loved having sex with her mother and loved the feel of her tongue on her mother as much as the feel of her mother's tongue on her.
After I woke Kim up she looked at me and said "I came down here to ask you something but I cant remember what it was, isn't that silly? Oh well how's your mom doing? Better I hope."
I told her that mom was resting and was having one of her bad days and I appreciate her thinking of my mom's heath.
Kim said "Just let her know I'm thinking of her and I got to go, bye, and take of her and yourself ok?"
I said I would and closed the door.
I know it would've been fun going up stairs but too much of a good thing can get boring over time or so I have been told.
I cleaned our little apartment up and cooking a couple meals for mom for if I wasn't there she could pop them in the microwave and still have a good meal to eat. Having no brothers or sisters or even uncles or aunts as far as that goes it just mom and me and I'm going to take good care of her.
The next day after mom was taken care of I went for a walk to clear my head and as I rounded the corner I seen the priest coming towards me. I felt my anger for him rise inside of me, when he called my name and we stopped to talk.
He asked about my mom and as he did two little girls walked by and his eyes were glued on them.
That's it I thought and said "Mom is doing as good as she will ever feel anymore but her husband, my dad passed away, did you know that?"
He turned his eyes back to me saying "No I didn't know your mom was married. Please tell her I'm so sorry for her loss and if there anything I can do for her to call and I will be there for her."
I told him I would let her know and not saying anything about it being my dad that I lost I went on to say "Ya my dad didn't have much but he did give me something I love, would you like to see it?"
The priest said he would, so I pulled out the orb spinning it before his eyes.
He said "Its so colorful it draws your eyes."
That was it so I said "Can you hear my voice?"
He said he could so I went on to say "I am going to ask you a few questions and I want you to answer me truthfully and to the best of your knowledge, do you understand?"
He said he understood so I asked "How do you feel about young children and especially little girls?"
He ever took his eyes off the orb as he answered "I love little children and I really love the way little girls look and feel."
I asked what he meant by how they feel? And he said "You know how soft they feel and how sweet they are when you touch them."
I asked "Where do you touch them?" Fearing his answer.
He said "In the basement, I touch them in the basement."
I said "Are you alone with them when you touch them?"
He said "Yes we are alone and I like to play doctor with them."
I asked just one more question and I feared his answer more than anything but said "Do you have your and her clothes on when you play?"
He answered "Well no not when you play doctor."
That was all I could take so I said "You will go back to the church and phone the head of your church and confess your thoughts and what you have done to these girls as you play doctor with them. You will not leave anything out and you will tell them all you have done from the time you entered the priesthood. You will do this thinking you know what you did is wrong and you need help. The things I have just said to you are your own thoughts and only your thoughts and no one else's, do you understand?"
He said that he did and I snapped my fingers in front of his after I had put the orb away. He blinked his eyes and said "I'm sorry I have to go, there's a call I must make. It was good seeing you and say hi to your mom for me." As he ran towards the church.
I walked away thinking that I hoped the church did something to stop him so I wouldn't have to do anything cause if I started I may not stop in time, if you know what I mean.
I walked to a café to have a salad and cold drink with the days starting to get very warm out and this brown eyed blond waitress come over to serve me and I could see she was up set about something.
She took my order and when she put my coke down in front of me and I said "You look pissed off over something, is there anything I could do to help?"
She looked at me and said "I don't think you could help it's just those black guys over there, everyday they come in here telling what a fine ass I have and how they could make me happy if I went home with them. My boss says they only say that cause they know I think black men are dirty and I don't trust them at all. If you ask me they should locked all the blacks and throw away the key. It would be a safer and better world if you ask me."
After a speech like that I was taken back and wondered what made her feel that way about the three guys who obviously thought she was good looking for her age of about 35 I would say. I noticed she had a wedding ring on and maybe that had something to do with the way she thought about black people or maybe she was raised by racist parents. What ever it was it pissed me off to hear her say lock them up and throw away the key. My best friend growing up was black and I will never forget him.
When she set my salad down in front of me she went on about how blacks this and blacks that and it was pissing me off more and more, after all my best friend died helping out one of his fellow marines at a road side bombing in Iraq. He save the life of that white marine and lost his in doing so.
I had my fill of it and said "I'm sorry they scare you. Carol is it, that's what I see on your name tag. I see you have the same problem my girlfriend had, but I was able to help her with it."