“It was the house keeper. “Father Adama, there is a…young woman here to see you.” Her voice reeked of disapproval, and I felt my heart leap. There was only one woman I knew that could put that kind of venom in an old woman’s mouth. “She says…her name is Alessandra.” The house keeper almost spit the name through the phone. I imagined the faces the old witch might be making to convey to my guest her disapproval and loathing. “I’ll be down in a moment.” Th...e phone slammed in my ear with a crash of finality. What was I doing? I was not supposed to allow myself these feelings anymore. I had found out all there was to know about women long before my ordination. Had I not placed such anticipation behind me a very long time ago? I had always been able to appreciate the beauty of a woman without the accompanying lust, but it was different with Alessandra from the very first moment I set eyes on her.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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