Chapter 7

The church had collected an abundance of money the first Sunday after Reverent Ron had returned from Jamaica.

It was enough funds that could keep things running smoothly around the church, at least for a while! And now, the preacher man was ecstatic and overjoyed, especially, since those funds were only from the first service of the day!

Anticipation was riding him and he could only imagine what the second and third service collection was going to be like, since the afternoon crowd was usually much larger than the early morning service!

Reverent Ron now began dreaming bigger dreams, but those dreams could be fulfilled a little faster, if he had Sister Jonson money in his growing wallet!

Nevertheless, feeling excited about money coming into the Heavenly Waters Church, which had been scraping by financially, for years. Reverent Ron was now in a celebratory mood and grabbed Brother Steve around the shoulders and give him a big hug!

Surprisingly, Brother Steve unexpectedly gave the preacher man his lips and then his tongue, and then had their mouths lip-lock together in a state of passionate kissing!

Unbeknown to Reverent Ron, he liked it... it was very different; but outwardly he said to Brother Steve; "Don't you dear get any funny ideas, because I'm no damn homosexual!" as he release himself from his firm, but tender steady grip!

Reverent Ron was now totally confuses!

He didn't know if he was coming or going!

If he was in the closet or out in the lobby!

If he was gay or straight!

He only knew that the Brother Steve's lips felt very good against his!

He was obviously nervous from this sudden, manly attention, he had just experience in Brother Steve's office.

And in his state of fuzzy, furry and fleecy demeanor Brother Steve pulled the preacher man closer towards him again, held him in his arms and comforted him on his shoulders for a brief moment. While expressing his true affections towards him.

"Reverent Ron, I love you and everything I do around here, and tolerate from you, is only because I'm in love with you!"

And with those words outwardly spoken, Brother Steve placed another kiss on the preacher man's lips whose beautiful wife, he also had been grinding.

It was nothing like he had ever undergone before!

The thick, soft, fleshy lips of another man pressing against his and caressing his so delicately and sweetly made him shiver inside!

Somehow, it felt good and natural to him and soon he and Brother Steve made a pack - a deal to start secretly dating!

Carrying on a double-life wasn't something Reverent Ron was quite ready for, and certainly, he didn't want anyone finding out about his Adam and Steve life-style. Especially his children which some of them were old enough to understand this form of same-sex relationship or living which they had learnt to be very wrong.

In their moment of fling and passion, Brother Steve promised that he would honor and respect the marital relationship and pastoral duties of the man whom he claimed to be in live with. And keep their homosexual affair their own little secret!

Looking straight into his eyes, Reverent Ron made him swore over and over again that his secret was safe with him until he felt satisfied and believed that he was telling him the truth about keeping their secret.

With their new found secret and love affair bolted under their buckles, Reverent Ron removed himself from Brother Steve's office and went to rest and relaxed into his own spacious office. Where he had all the luxuries and comforts of life stationed inside there and around him. And there he stayed until he was ready to preach at the two other Sunday services of the day.

The second service came and went, and so did the third and final service of the day; closing at around nine-forty-five in the night! And when his work was finally done for the day, Reverent Ron dragged himself to his office and went to sleep on the daybed he had situated inside there, instead of driving home that hour of the night and being in his own bed with his wife.

But while in his office resting, he couldn't get Sister Jonson out of his mind and thought about paying her a visit, as soon as it was day-brake and the morning crowd had been settled.

He had quite the intentions of giving her what she wanted from him knowing very well that his actions, even though morally wrong, would eventually made him financially strong - eliminating most of his money troubles he had going on in his life.

It was around six o'clock in the morning when Reverent Ron had gotten off his day-bed in the church building. He then went for a run around the park nearby before heading to Sister Jonson residence little over a mile away.

While making his run around the park, he kept on thinking about how he was going to seduce the elderly woman, so he could get whatever he wanted out of her to make his life better or easier.

In his mind, he chuckled over the idea of sleeping with her and considered doing so a form of his duty of serving her, as a member of his church which was what he had actually signed up to do... serve!

Bag in hand, Reverent Ron was standing at the outside of Sister Jonson's house tapping on her front door to let him inside her house. Hasting to the door, Sister Jonson asked; "Who is it?" before opening the door to let in the unexpected guest!

"It's me, Reverent Ron!"

He replied.

Giggling with laughter, she shouted; "Just a minute!" before running to the bathroom to make herself look and feel presentable for him!

Reverent Ron could hear her crackles of laughter and knew that she would be happy or in a good mood, to see him.

Minutes later, she was back at the door, opened it, and began smiling, wearing in her silky purple robe which had made her look very sexy.

"Well, what brought you over here this time of the morning, Ronald?"

Sister Jonson asked flirtatiously.

Before he could open his mouth to answer her, she interjected naughtily...

"Oh, you are here to help me use that two-way vibrator which I had brought to you in church yesterday!"

Dripping with sweat, he laughing said, "Something like that, but first, may I please use your shower?" as he walked to where the shower room was located before she could even give him an answer.

Bag in hand, he was inside the bathroom where he began locating the hot water from the cold water before dropping his pants and stepping inside the shower tub!

The bathroom door was still wide open, and she was standing in the small corridor watching him as he got undress before her very eyes before stepping inside the shower fully naked.

It was a view and presences she very much welcomed and couldn't wait for him to step out of the shower while she stood at the shower door holding a large blue towel, patiently waiting to wrap his dripping wet body into it.

Moments later, he was done showering and stepping from beyond the shower curtains where she immediately covered him with the large fluffy towel as she playfully whispered in his ear; "I know you would come through for me!" while dabbing away the wetness from his body in a tantalizing and sexually intended manner.

Without his permission, Sister Jonson began kissing the preacher man on his nipples, slowly began working her way down below his belly button and then back to his face again! Where she began licking his face, trying to arouse his hanging muscles for more exotic pleasure!

They were now out of the bathroom and tumbling - moving across the hall-way and into her master bedroom where they remained foundling, kissing and seducing each other avidly!

Zealously, the cougher and the clergy man were on top of each other, moving their bodies in oneness and in jerking motions while Sister Jonson shouted...

"Ronny boy, give it to me harder!"

Not wanting to fail her, he muscled- up all his strength and began thrusting himself insider of her harder and harder, and faster and faster, until he released himself into her, soon wondering if he had impregnated her!

Frighteningly, he asked.

"Sister Jonson, are you still seeing your menses?"

But, instead of answering yes or no to his question, Sister Jonson laughing shot out...

"Wow, it was really that good; so I still feel like a teenager!"

It was an honest statement, so Reverent Ron leaned over and kissed her, like he was kissing his beautiful wife!

At the same time stating to her that he didn't care to have any more illegitimate children because such would never look good for the office he was holding as a clergy man!

A bit perplex about her reproductive nature, he still wanted to know if impregnation was still possible with her! But, she reassured him that her monthly visitations were no more flowing like a river; so all he needed to worry about was sexually pleasuring her, and be her undercover lover!

Because she was not his favorite Bible character, Sarah, and from what she had just experienced with him, he was no father Abraham, either!

For hours the cougher and the clergy man laid in bed, reasoning about where they would be going from there with their secret making out relationship! Even though, his motive and agenda of being with her was deeply hidden in his perplexing soul!

And while nibbling at her firm breast and stroking at her firm, well-nourish body, Reverent Ron told Sister Jonson, that she need not come to church every single Sunday!

But, she could stay home, relax at home and watch a movie and he would come over to see her every Sunday night, after his last service or early on Monday morning once he wasn't preaching out of town or in another country.

However, he was still going to need her to help out with the financial affairs of the church whenever they arise; because the young people filling up the church on Sundays wasn't throwing much money in the offering baskets.

Without any hesitation, Sister Jonson stated that she was only a phone call away and further went on to declare that she was ready to help him out at anything or anytime with whatever the church or he needed. Once he remained faithful to banging her, old, but very juicy body!

Reverent Ron had now gotten her exactly where he wanted her and was planning his massive shake-down of her money!

Ambitiously, he wanted to buy property in the Caribbean, specifically, Jamaica, and she was going to be the source to found such property undertaking for him!

Using up the much dormant dough she had in this account and that account all over the country sitting there frivolously; waiting for the right hands to use them up!

Plus, whatever she was also receiving on a monthly basis from the government for her pension! She was fully loaded, he wanted much cash, and he had every intention of using her to help him obtain it!

Cunningly, he had her where he wanted her to be... both agreements finalized and now it was time for him to go home to his wife and see his children.

After dressing, Reverent Ron warmly embraced Sister Jonson at the doorway, told her he loved her, and he would be coming back to see her next Sunday evening; just like they had discussed, or even sooner, while pulling her closer to him and embracing her passionately like she was his good-good woman or his darling wife!

But, before making his way through her front door, the preacher man warned her not to pull-off any more of that stupid shenanigan like she had done the day before with the dildo in front of the entire congregation!

Because, they were new persons who were visiting the church that might be able to elevate the status of the church to its next level. And he didn't want that kind of behavior damaging him or the church's reputation; and furthermore, in case she had forgotten that's the church where he was making his living!

Like a teenager, smitten by her crush, Sister Jonson politely promised him, she would never do such thing to him again and had only done so, because she was hurting and had felt rejected by him. A pack of kisses were then blown at her as he sank his fingers firmly on her shoulders, and bid her fare-well for the day!

Closing the door behind him, Sister Jonson went bazar and began prancing around the house singing joyously, as if, she was a young girl who had just gotten news that she was about to get married to the fella of her dreams! For the entire day, she was chirpy and everywhere she went those who knew her, declared, oh, she is not the same person!

She was feeling young and vibrant... feeling as if, she was loved... like she mattered, and to someone special, even though, it was someone else's husband!

And for the entire week, Sister Jonson expressed a happy demeanor everywhere she went as if, she was a carefree young lady once again who had the young studs form around town giving her all the attention and eating out of her hands!

Preserving such exhilaration - such cheerfulness, throughout the entire week when Sunday came around her mood was no exception... it was still the same because Reverent Ron was coming to her house!

As she patiently waited for Reverent Ron to come by her house and service her little hairy Volkswagen which she was claiming was now ready for another session of fine tuning-up and a complete oil change.

Repeatedly, she kept on visiting her windows, peeping through the curtains, hoping to see him come rushing towards her door to fill her with satisfaction once again! But, it was pass ten going on eleven o'clock and the Preacher Man didn't show up at her house Sunday evening like he had promised her he would.

However, he was there at her house early Monday morning before the sun came out. And he was very ready to make her joined him in passionate love making! But, this time, it wouldn't be for free because he came with a full truckload of a list and tricks up his sleeves of what he wanted that only her bank account could grant to him.

The preacher man wasn't playing around!

Just after making Sister Jonson feel like she was a teenager once again, he began sharing with her a chronicle of all that his heart desired. With the hope that she would folk out her checkbook and started writing dollar figures, he was requesting to make his dreams started happening or come through!

Cuddling together on the bed, completely nude, Reverent Ron express to his undercover lover, Sister Jonson that he was building a church in Jamaica, and he was in desperate need of funds to have the project completed.

He further went on to promise her that he would love to have her come with him and visit the island after the project was completed. And hearing him uttering such kind gesture, had really excited the cougher and had her asking him how much he needed to have the project fully completed!

Trying to manipulate the amount he wanted, he paused for a moment and began playing with some numbers in his head! Now he was brushing her hair back and looking into her eyes as he spoke these words to her.

"The last time, I had word with the contractor working on the building, he stated that he was going need around two hundred thousand dollars to have the project completed and put things in order!"

"Around how many persons are going to be seated in that church assembly?"

Sister Jonson asked with a voice of concern.

It wasn't that she really cared, but she wanted him to feel that she was interested in whatever he was trying to have accomplished.

"I would say around ten thousand persons... I'm shooting for ten thousand seats or more!"

Reverent Ron responded.

"That is lovely, Ronny!"

"You'll be bringing a lot of souls to the Lord un that place!"

Sister Jonson blurted out excitingly.

"And I know, the Lord Almighty will richly reward you; for helping me, get this project fully completed!"

Reverent Ron cut in!

"You don't worry your pretty little head off, you stud-muffin! I have an investment account that I can close now and get that money to help you get things up and running!"

Sister Jonson suggested.

Not wanting to show too much of the elation bubbling in his heart, Reverent Ron hugged himself and humbly stated to her...

"I thank you form the bottom of my heart for helping me get this project where it needs to be right now!"

But in his heart, he was singing, dancing and doing a cart-wheel all rolled up into one!

That amount of money was more than enough for him to buy land and put a reasonable size house on it!

He could see the light shining at the end of the tunnel now and it was shining very brightly in his eyes!

Eager for her money to grace his hands, the preacher man asked; "So when will you pay your investment company a visit and have this matter settled?" while removing himself from her bed and began putting on his clothing!

"For you, I'll do it first thing in the morning and Wednesday night, you can get the check in your hands!"

Sister Jonson replied smilingly.

Reverent Ron wasn't sure what to do... if he should shout out a Hallelujah, do a back-flip, screamed Thank You Jesus, or bellow out; Praise the Lord!

He was too overcome with joy!

Even, going around the steering wheel to drive back home scared him!

Therefore, he got himself undressed, pulled Sister Jonson down on the bed with him, and began pleasuring her, again and again!

She was encouraging him and he was laboring; now encouragement was sweetening labor, as they spent most of the day having all kinds of sex for hours and flipping around in every position!

The preacher man was all revved-up now!

He began kissing, sucking, pulling, licking, thrusting and much screaming with excitement like a perfectionist who couldn't get his job done right!

Like a surgeon, he was performing with all diligence, as if he wanted to remove every geriatric tendency from the old lady's body! While she welcomed every ounce of him bumping and grinding her, simply because, it made her felt like her youthfulness was being fully rejuvenated by his touch again and again!

However, other obligations were calling him now and his anxiousness had subsided greatly, so after sipping a cup of coffee with Sister Jonson, Reverent Ron rush to the shower, and soon, he got himself dressed, and seconds later, he was telling his cougher lady good-bye while promising her, he will be there to see her Wednesday night after church; for the check!

She was getting what she wanted from him and he presumable was now getting what he wanted from her!

Now, the preacher man was excitingly overwhelmed with happiness that he had actually won the lottery - a whole ton load of Sister Jonson money and now he was on his way to prosperity!

While at the church building, another trailer load of frustration was boiling up, because Brother Steve was searching the entire church premises looking for Reverent Ron and just couldn't find him anywhere around the church building.

He certainly knew that the preacher man had spent Sunday night in his office, refusing to drive home to his wife, because he was too tired drive after preaching the last sermon! But now he was nowhere in sight and neither was his vehicle parked outside the building of the church!

Filled with disappointment, Brother Steve called the company which he had secretly made arrangements with for him and Reverent Ron to have a little get-away moment together for a little moment of happy hour.

With the intentions of getting to know him better, and start building a solid relationship with each other! Since he was after Reverent Ron for the longest time, and had even slept with his wife with the hopes that such actions would break up their marriage, and then he would become hateful towards women and start falling for men and especially him, instead!

But, that didn't work, he only had given her a beautiful blue-eye baby boy whom the preacher man seems to adore!

Sadden and frustrated, Brother Steve had a sulky face for the entire day and spent most of his time in his office, heartbroken and weeping until Reverent Ron showed up at the church building later that night!

Hearing Reverent Ron's voice in the common area of the basement, Brother Steve leaped from his chair to go out there and see him; because he wanted him to know that he had been searching for him all day!

But, by the time he had dried up his tears and made himself look presentable, Reverent Ron was on his way to his office. And when Brother Steve raced up to the office to see him, the preacher man barked at him; asking him, what the hell wanted?

Taking too much of a time to get out the right words he actually wanted to say to him, Reverent Ron became impatient and angrily slammed the door in Brother Steve's face once again while asking...

"What the hell you have to offer me?"

The slamming of the door was so hard that it actually shook the entire church building, twisted the eye glasses on Brother Steve's face and had him running back to his tiny office; where he had remained for the rest of the entire day sulking and sorrowfully weeping his soul away!

Having being rejected and shun, Brother Steve seriously thought about forgetting having an intimate relationship with the preacher man, submitting himself to prayer, hoping that such soulful words would allow him to feel better and start seeking for a new beginning with someone else!

The pain of his broken heart kept on jabbing like a knife in his chest... the heartache was too much for him, and unintentionally he began crying louder and louder as though someone was beating him with hot iron rings!

Causing the church secretary to come rushing, and investigating what was the hell the matter with him!

But, Brother Steve wouldn't let her inside his work space, and through his state of sobbing, he mumbled to her that he was alright and he was only crying because he and the preacher man had a terrible fight!

Wednesday night service, the church building was mightily packed; not even the ghost's from around town could find any space in the auditorium to rest their behinds or their backs!

Moments after stepping onto the pulpit, Reverent Ron demanded that Brother Steve be seated at the edge of the stage, close beside him, which he quickly ran and did.

Hoping, this was his way of mending the growing relationship between them both that just seemed like they were going through a split.

But instead, Reverent Ron only used this opportunity to humiliate the man who many considered to be a queer. And on and on, the preacher man went shouting over the microphone how Bother Steve was nothing but a homosexual and he didn't want any queer inside of his church!

And all the women coming to the church trying to make passes at him, thinking he is a single man and straight, shouldn't worry doing so; because he was only ambition right now is about lying down with the brothers!

For hours, Reverent Ron stood there and preached on the subject of gays and their life-style while Brother Steve just sat there under his wings crying sucking in the embarrassment dashing out at him.

Sick and tired of the humiliation and the name bashing, Brother Steve got up from the stage and try making his way down into the basement of the church! But, the preacher man called him right back, telling him to sit down right there, or else, he shouldn't bother showing up for work the following day!

Without any compassion, Reverent Ron went on badgering and degrading his Assistant personality; talking about his hair style which was neatly locks and hanging from his shoulder, and how such was a manipulation or a disguise, to attract other brothers as his undercover lover and have the straight ones thinking that he was a Rastafarian and in to natural herbs and was spiritually wise.

He then went on to broadcast to the congregation, Brother Steve's habits of having a manicure, a pedicure and sometimes even a mud facial, every time he gets his pay-check. And not even his own wife was visiting those kinds of places as often as he had been doing, even though, he didn't think she needed to do so.

Done talking about Brother Steve's hair and finger nails, he then went on to talk about his clothing!

"What kind of man, any of you inside here knows, always dressing up in these pretty, pretty clothing - these floral attire?"

"I don't know if he isn't afraid of bees and butterfly attacking him and mistaking him for a real flower garden!"

Reverent Ron continued on!

Now he began telling the congregation a true story about Brother Steve which had everyone laughing, except, for Brother Steve who was still crying; suffering shame and humiliation in silence while the crowd was being amused by the Preacher Man's comical declarations; at his expense.

"Brothers and Sisters in the Lord, this is actually a true story that I'm about to tell you!"

Reverent Ron mentioned.

"I went outside the other day to water the flower garden at the side of the church, so I began pouring water on a bunch of flowers I had seen there! And to my surprise, I was utterly shock when I heard a voice saying from beneath me 'Reverent Ron, why are you watering me and wetting up my clothing?' I was so frightened, I dropped the garden pan and began running! And you all know, I don't run much from anything!"

The Preacher Man shared with the crowd.

"One mind told me, look around; so I did!

And to my amazement, it was only Brother Steve sitting there by the side of the garden in his pretty-pretty shirt which I thought were the flowers in the garden! I swear to you all, I thought it was the real flower garden that I was watering!"

As Reverent Ron continued on.

As he spoke, the crowd continued laughing like they were in a comedy club in the city! And as soon as the congregation was done with their chuckling and giggling, Reverent Ron, turned his attention to Brother Steve and demandingly stated to him...

"Brother Steve, please stop wearing those damn pretty, pretty shirts in the church; because you are not in this church to attract brothers, butterflies, or bees! You understand, what I'm saying to you?"

With the demanding sound of his voice, Brother Steve looked up and nodded his head indicating that he had fully understood his harsh statement and would apply himself to changing his dress code.

Reverent Ron's words, had utterly broken Brother Steve spirit so very low to the ground. When he was done preaching for the rest of the night, his Assistant didn't feel much like a girl anymore, but instead, he felt more like a stupid little boy who only wanted to go under his school desk and hide.

Soon after demeaning Brother Steve's character, Reverent Ron reminded the congregation about the trip to Jamaica! And all those who were still interested to go there and do evangelizing work with him, should give their information to his assistance Brother Steve.

With those announcements being broadcast for everyone to hear, Reverent Ron blessed the crowd with a prayer, said the benediction, and then reminded everyone to bring their offering to the church alter. No matter how small it was, he wanted them to bring it to the alter before exiting the doors of the church; so he could blessed it, before handing it over to Brother Steve for counting!

Soon after the service was ended, he hastily began greeting church members, well-wishers and onlookers while hoping for them to scatter and just be gone from the premises of the church building. Because he didn't want anyone trailing him to his intended destination or questioned why he was going east when his house was located in the west.

Keenly, he was watching the clock, estimating that each person should be at home in the next hour or two!

And there in his office, the preacher man, kotch his ass at the corner of his desk, patiently waiting for the perfect time to jump into his vehicle and rush over to Sister Jonson's house, to collect the big fat check that was supposedly there at her house, waiting there for him.

Hour and thirty minutes had gone, and the preacher man thought it was the right time to make his move and leave out of the church building. So he bolted to his truck like a thief in the night, and speedily, he drove over to the old woman's house where he carefully began tapping on her front windows as he called out repeatedly and cautiously...

"Sister Jonson, Sister Jonson, open the door, this is your Darling Boy Ronny calling... church is now over; so please open the door so I can come inside!"

But, he was more than an hour too late, and the hot and generous cougher lady who was up waiting for him was now fast asleep!

She was tired of waiting for him from nine o'clock in the night until close to twelve o'clock at mid-night and was now in a very deep sleep. And only the ranging sounds of a million sirens could have awaken her from the rem of sleep she had gone in.

However, Reverent Ron was persistent and kept on fumbling at her door-knob, hoping for it to magically open so he could get inside her house and grab that hefty check from wherever she had it waiting for him.

After several attempts of trying to get the door-knob crack open, the cougher heard the rambling at her door and quickly called the police who were there at her door-steps in minutes, investigating the matter!

"Do you live here Sir?"

One officer asked firmly while shinning a flashlight in the preacher man's face.

"Not really, Sir, I'm here to see Sister Jonson to discuss some personal matters with her!"

Reverent Ron responded.

"This hour of the night, Sir, you're at some old woman's house to discuss personal matter... this couldn't wait until later; until morning? Something here really sounds fishy!"

Another officer interjected.

"You see officer, I have a trip to make out of the country tomorrow, and we had discussed that we would meet tonight as soon as church serviced was over. We have just closed church like two hour ago; and that is why I'm here now to discuss this matter just like we had planned on doing, Officer!"

Reverent Ron try explaining.

But, with all the good sex she had received from him two days before, and all the boos, she had been drinking while waiting up for him; she completely had forgotten everything about him coming by her house that hour of the night to see her. So when the officers asked her to confirm his story, Sister Jonson told the cops that she had no clue of what he was talking about!

Trying to get himself out of the deep ditch of a situation he now had found himself in, Reverent Ron declared quickly.

"Officer, I'm her Pastor, I pastor the Heavenly Waters Pentecostal Church by Collins Avenue; everyone knows me there!"

As he stared into the eyes of the old woman, hoping she would just snap out of whatever she was drinking or smoking, come to her senses and released him from the cops who were staring at him suspiciously as if he was there to do breaking and entering!

With Sister Jonson adamantly telling the cops she didn't know him, Reverent Ron was ushered off her premises and back into his jeep like the nurses in his church ushering visitors to their seats every Sunday morning!

Insanely mad, utterly upset and extremely disappointed, Reverent Ron drove off from the scene cursing and swearing that theses damn geriatrics women are always pretending that they don't remember anything until they need your damn assistance!

Disillusioned - sadden that he had not received that very large fortune, Reverent Ron returned to the church building where he began harassing Brother Steve who had already applied his lotions and facial creams and was already sleeping!

"You are always sleeping like you are a pregnant woman! I could have walked inside this building and burned the entire place down and you wouldn't have a clue who had done it; because you love shutting your damn eyes and gone sleeping!"

Reverent Ron vented.

But, Brother Steve didn't respond to his raging acclaims and just laid there on his make-shift bed because he was way too tired to put-up a fight with the preacher man, or had him telling him to leave the church premises at that hour of the night.

Again, he kept on slamming this door and that door, awaking the other persons taking refuge in the church from the cold night air. Before eventually entering his office and allowing silence and peace to reign during the rest of the night!

Many of the persons who had slept in the church building were awake and up by eight o'clock in the morning, and several of them were in the shower area at one time, trying to get wash, so they could have a fresh start for the day ahead.

Most of them who had heard Reverent Ron's ranting and raving were up early and wanted to scatter themselves from the building; before he was awake in the morning and came to the basement of the church; trying to cause some unnecessary problems with them.

Some of the persons who took refuge in the church building were fresh from out of prison and the church was the only heaven for them at that present moment which they were very glad to be in!

And certainly, they didn't want to be around any form of altercations causing them to return to the slammer; because the preacher man had a hitch he couldn't scratch and couldn't control his temper!

However, the preacher man was down in the church basement later, little over two hours, and nicely, he said good morning to everybody still lingering around the church for one reason or another!

Soon he was knocking on Brother Steve's office door who didn't answer him; because he was in the shower getting washed!

"As anyone seen, Brother Steve?"

The Preacher Man asked loudly.

"He is in the shower, Jesus Man."

A little child answered.

Immediately, Reverent Ron dashed to the shower area where he found Brother Steve lathering his body with sweet fragrance soap while he stood under the shower getting ready to rinse off his skin!

Without asking, the preacher man grabbed the soapy wash-rag from his Assistant's hands and shouted "Turn around!" and began scrubbing the gay man's back with the sudsy wash-rag, as if, he was giving bath to one of his boys at home!

"The Jesus I know washed his disciple's feet, so I don't see anything wrong with me giving your back a proper scrubbing! And if, I should ever attempt to wash your feet right now then your ding-dong would be heading straight for my mouth! And that is something I'm sure, the entire world would want to know about!"

Reverent Ron stated, amusingly.

But, he was the only one laughing, because Brother Steve was dead serious, like an army general.

"Is there anything of great importance that you would like me to do for you?"

Brother Steve asked politely standing there in his nakedness.

"As a matter of fact, yes Brother Steve, I want you to call Sister Jonson, and I ask her if it was a good time for me to come over her house and collect the donation for the church in Jamaica!"

Reverent Ron responded.

"Well, as soon as you get out of here and allow me to finish up with my shower, then I will certainly give her that call!"

Brother Steve unsmilingly answered.

"Thank you, Brother Steve, I'll be in my office!"

Reverent Ron commented as he slowly moved away from the shower room while observing Brother Steve's solid but chubby body and laughing to himself!

He desperately wanted that check to pull him out of the gutters of poverty and into a life-style which he had imagined his life to be. Therefore, he had to make every attempt to keep communications open with his cougher lady!

Somehow, he thought, by now she might have slept off the liquor she had been drinking during the night, snapped back into reality and remembered the fun and sexual pleasures they had shared together!

And his predictions were right!

Not long after Brother Steve had called Sister Jonson, she vexingly confessed that she was up all night expecting him to pick up the donations but, he just didn't show-up at her house during her wait!

"Brother Steve, please tell Ron to come right now and collect it, okay! And I'm sorry that he didn't get it last night!"

Sister Jonson advised.

Stand to correct her, Brother Steve politely exclaim.

"Sister Jonson, you meant to say, Reverent Ron!"

But she quickly interrupted harshly!

"Whether I said Ron, Reverent Ron, or Ronny Boy, he is the same person you and I are talking about; are you stupid?"

And with that question, Sister Jonson disconnected from their conversation and got herself attired to greet and welcome her preacher man!

Minutes later, Brother Steve was rushing towards Reverent Ron office to relay the message to him that he should go by Sister Jonson's house right away and collect the funds she had there waiting for him.

After relating the message to his boss, Brother Steve began giving him in details the manner in which Sister Jonson was addressing him... referring to him as Ron and Ronnie Boy!

But right then, Reverent Ron didn't care to hear anything about the formalities of addressing those who hold the dear offices of the church or any religious sector!

The hefty lump sum of money waiting for him at Sister Jonson's house was all that mattered to him right then and there!

Hastily making his way to his car, so he could pick up the hefty check, the preacher man pushed Brother Steve whose body was blocking the entrance of the doorway while mumbling loudly enough for his hearing.

"For a grown ass man like you, you certainly like complaining about every damn thing!"

Poor, Brother Steve was now totally confused... he couldn't believe what he was hearing; coming from the Preacher Man's mouth.

He had heard him time and time again; behind closed doors and upon the rostrum, announcing and proclaiming that he was now a man of the cloth, and his office must be respected by those without and those within.

And anyone working under his ministry, should always make sure they take a stand; interrupt and correct anyone who tried doing otherwise in their presence or in their hearing!

"Don't be afraid to put them in their place!"

Were his exact command.

Therefore, whomever under the banner of the ministry at Heavenly Waters, should always be addressed by their titles. If they are Doctors they must be address as doctors, and if they are Pastors or Reverent such titles must be used to address them wherever they are and especially if they are in a crowded room.

Feeling a sense of frustration, like he had felt many times before, and his sensitive nerves started kicking in. Brother Steve stood in the passage-way of the upper floor of the church building and began sobbing with great hysteria, as though, someone had viciously attack him - brutally beaten and badly wounded him!

And there he stood in the passageway at the location of his superior's office, crying for hours, before heading back to his tiny office space, feeling down, depressed and down-trodden!