Desiring the Divine

I leaned in and was enveloped in her perfume.  It penetrated my soul, and I was baptized, a firm believer in her divinity, at least in this moment.  She was the personification of womanhood, and I wanted to consummate my worship.  I just had to wait to see if she would accept my tithe.

She smiled slyly at me as she took the small bundle of bills from my shaking hand.  She counted the amount and the smile dipped down slightly.  “There is only forty here,” she said.

“That’s all I have,” I said.  “I can bring the other ten later.  I…”

She put a finger to my lips.  It hinted of cigarettes and sweat.  “Are you a virgin?” she asked.  I could barely move my head I was so nervous, but she was able to feel my nod from her finger.  “You’re cute, honey,” she said.  With that she took me into her bedroom.  “Besides, I’m sure it won’t take long.”

As proof of her divinity she had the power to see the future.