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in the preacher’s mouth. He tried to fight off an erection but Pastor Paul sucked a mean dick.
    “Mm hm,” the preacher hummed and nodded in agreement when he felt the boy growing long and hard in his mouth — so hard and long that he had to pull it out and marvel at it for a second before he put it back in his mouth and went to work.
    Billy’s mind wandered as pastor sucked his dick. Earl’s attitude towards him whenever he came around now made sense. Even though it was usually the other way around the sissy wanted Pastor Paul all to himself. Then he wondered if this meant he was gay too. His answer came a couple minutes later when he did.
    “Mph!” Billy grunted from behind the hand he’d used to cover his own mouth with. It stifled his scream but not the explosion. The boy came so hard that some came out of the pastor’s nose.
    “Mm hm,” the preacher said between swallows, with his nasty ass. He refused to let the dick free until it went completely limp. It hit Billy’s leg with a thud once he finally spit it out. “I hope I learned you a lesson.”
    “Yassir,” Billy agreed, assuming that the lesson was how to get your dick sucked.
    “Now you leave them fast gals alone. You need something you come to me,” he offered. It was a set up because nothing in life is free.
    “Yassir,” Billy repeated with mixed emotions. He didn’t mind letting Pastor blow him or take him shopping but he liked pussy too, and wine and reefer, and the danger and excitement of the streets.
    “Good, now I guess I’ll drive you home since my wife ain’t back yet,” he said twisting his lips at the clock.
    “Yassir,” he replied hoping he still had time to make his date with the waitress. The ride was made in total silence — after Pastor sucks your dick what is there to talk about.
    “Y’all having a party or something?” the preacher asked seeing quite a bit of activity in front of his house.
    “Not that I know of,” Billy frowned and craned his neck to see what was going on. The ambulance had just pulled off as they pulled up and took its spot. Billy sprang from the car before it stopped. “Is my mama okay?”
    “She’s fine,” Pastor Paul’s wife said stoically. “She just passed out. Your sister dead, she killed herself.”
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    The weight of the news pulled Billy to the ground. He plopped onto the porch and broke down. He could not understand why his happy sister would take her own life.
    “What done happened?” Pastor Paul leaned in and asked his wife. She scrunched her face up at the smell of semen on his breath and leaned away. She was slightly jealous that he’d beat her to the boy. He always beat her to the boys.
    “When I pulled up to drop her off she ran inside to get a… um… then she came running back out screaming ‘bout her daughter. I got out and went inside to see what was wrong and found her with her eyes open and foam coming from her mouth. She was already dead.”
    “Dayum!” Pastor said in reply. No sooner than she finished the coroner attendants came out with Billy’s big sister in a body bag. Billy let out a heartfelt moan that sounded more like a wounded animal than a human.
    “You go on home. I’ll take the boy to the hospital to sit with his mama,” Pastor urged. He helped the languid boy to his feet and into the car.
    Billy didn’t register a single word Pastor said on the way to the hospital. The man rattled off scriptures and song lyrics but the hurt boy didn’t catch any of it. He couldn’t help but think that if he’d just stayed home and had sex with her that she’d still be alive — and that’s a pretty fucked up thought to have.
    “Here we go,” Pastor said as he led the boy into the hospital. He got his mother’s room number and took Billy to see her. “Buck up boy, yo’ mama need you!”
    “Yassir,” Billy finally replied. Lady was seated upright on the bed rocking and wringing her hands in despair. Billy quickly made his way over and gathered