Take me to church'

 

It was almost close to dusk. I made sure i was very quick with the bath, i didn't even remember to rub a slight verseline on my chapped lips. Mtcheeeew....does it matter? But, still my face looked sick..........

Why won't it look sick? When I smell of sin and guilt. Les just get this done and have another bath later in the night.

Hmmmmm' he sighed. Nana, what is it you have to say? And why is your face so pale?

Father Mnadi......my face is pale as a result of my smelling sin, i..ii have alot to say. I stammered in between words.

Calm down Nana....would you like some wal...

Yes please, i cut him off sharply...a cold one would do.

I gulped the water down my throat like a starved goat, after which i belched peacefully.

Would you like to talk about it now?

Yes I faked a smile.

Father.... I sighed. The thing is ...... I'm addicted to this disgusting sin of touching myself every night. I lose sane if I don't in a single night, with a glass of vodka to my lips. And to think I lead worship Every Sunday, i feel guilty.

I tried being celibate for a week.... I nearly could die! It has become a food to feed on, a weakness that bites and itches me.

TBC

Loluafrika