Chapter 6: Jessica is taken by the police officer and the Reverend rises to save her. Blackness engulfed the Reverend. He lay mute and crippled. The night sounds swept by him, sounds from with the darkness; a stir in the bushes, a whisper of wings. They brushed against his throbbing body, then quiet, a deafening quiet that rang in his ears, smothered his br...
By Likegoodwine copyright June 2013 I often write about cheating spouses with some levity - if not downright humor - but I sometimes need to acknowledge that the event can be a shattering experience for a family. Serie Noire is my place to write about the real life dramas. Each story is a standalone. If you didn't like the two first stories of Serie Noire,...
Alfred Wallace kept normal hours at his church office. He was not surprised when Beth Anderson sheepishly walked into his office. "Hi Beth, how are you?" he said as he stood up to greet her. "Not too well Reverend Wallace," she replied. "Well tell me what I can do to help," Reverend Wallace said. "After our counseling session I felt worse than ever. I wa...
Reverend Curtis Hartman felt perturbed. Divine inspiration hadn't been this overwhelming since he and his wife first consummated their marriage. He'd been estranged from her over the past few years, ever since she imposed a vow of celibacy upon him. Sitting alone in the church's bell-tower on a blistery Saturday night, Reverend Hartman could feel the static...
The images were black and white and had the grainy appearance of an old movie. The screen was small and the Reverend realized immediately that he was viewing a security monitor and that somewhere in the garage behind him, the camera was pointed at Jessica. Looking deeper into the screen he saw how the bright lights reflected off the shiny concrete floors and...
Gloria's story: My husband, Peter, is police commissioner of our large southwestern city, and he's walking a very fine line between protecting the public from illegal sexual activities versus actively participating in them. Yes, his vice squad continually attempts to tamp down prostitution, pimps, and sexual slavery. But, on the other hand, he gives protect...
The moon, riding high in the sky that night, cast a silvery light over the small town. In a brick bungalow at the top of a hill, moonlight shone through the bedroom windows, revealing a man on his knees beside the bed. Resting his elbows on the bed, he clasped his hands tightly. Reverend Paul Trent's light brown hair was wavy, long on top and trimmed close...
The Reverend returned to the table. Ricky looked up at him and smiled and said, "She is one hot babe." The Reverend sat down, took a long swig of his beer, and with a sense of wonderment in his voice replied, "She sure is." A couple of minutes passed in silence between them and then Jessica returned. She had touched up her make-up and sat down like nothing h...
Sheila and I had been secret lovers for several months, stealing glances at church and Bible study until we could be alone in her house a few times a week. No one suspected that the pastor's wife was getting off with a woman from the congregation. We knew what we were doing was wrong, but our relationship made us each feel whole, so we justified our affair a...
A group of worshipers do more on a summertime religious retreat than just pray. * "Amen." Here's a summertime story for all those people that receive a hard time from their spouses about spending too much time on the computer reading pornography. By reading my story, not only can you say that you're reading a religious story but also that you're doing a s...