Thread: Unholy Conspiracy (Quix and Xana)

Jana felt far more welcomed alone in the office with Father Thorne than she had in the cafeteria with all the other women. There was something about his countenance. Strong, firm, and yet loving and affectionate. She remembered the gentle hand on her shoulder and back tender physical touches after what she had been through. He was the epitome of fatherhood, the ideal, which made Jana think that it was unfortunate that he wouldnt even be a father. Still he seemed a good fit to protect the women here, to guide them. A shepherd. So Jana dared not look away as he held her face, comforted by the way he looked into her eyes. Even as he spoke the words, a certain hardness to them. She almost spoke, to acknowledge his point, but his point was for her to be quiet, so she merely nodded. Even if the other women were cruel, the priests were in charge, and they wouldnt let anything happen, to her or the other women. She returned his gentle smile now. So when he asked if she understood, she once again nodded, and spoke this time, Yes, Father Thorne. I understand. Of course, she didnt hesitate as Father Thorne instructed her to kneel before him. It was perfectly normal, to pray beside a priest, even if she was the only one on her knees. Accepting the bible placed before her, she read the passages aloud, quickly finding a common thread. But I want you to realize that the head of every man is Christ, and the head of the woman is man,a and the head of Christ is God. Neither was man created for woman, but woman for man. She looked up to him, after reading the verses aloud, swallowing nervously before speaking. These verses remind me that God has a hierarchy in place for his children. That as long as women submit to men, men will keep them safe and cared for, just as God cares for us when we submit to him. Jana wasnt sure she fully believed what she said to Father Thorne, but she believed that it was what he wanted to hear. After all, she always tried really hard to be a good daughter, and obey, and still, her father beat her. But, just because it didnt work out this way every time, didnt mean it wouldnt work out this way most times. Still, out of the corner of her eye, her eyes caught on to the tent forming in his robe. Quickly she looked away, forcing herself to focus on the bible in front of her. She must have seen wrong. There was no way the good Father had an erection. Still, her eyes swept back towards him, confirming the fact that Father Thorne was indeed male. Itit didnt mean anything, Jana decided. It was a physical reaction, and priests were human, subject to the same biological impulses as anyone else. It wasnt the same as having impure thoughts, like the thoughts Jana had as she tried to figure why he was hard. Surely thinking of a priest as a sexual being was a sin, and Jana didnt want to sin on her first day in the safe house. So she distracted herself with the Lords Prayer, something she could say from rote, because her mind was swarmed with curiosity. Our Father who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread, and forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us, and lead us not into temptation but deliver us from evil. Even as she spoke the words, she couldnt bring herself to look Father Thorne in the eyes.