I knew what I would find in this mountain town: Chastity.

We met a year ago.

Her confession was one I'd never forget.

She wanted things I told myself I would never, ever have again.

Skin on skin, bodies entwined, the forbidden fruit.

Her desire is my goddamn prayer.

My story is a dark and dirty one.

I became a priest to outrun my past.

Chastity's an angel and I don't want to ruin her.

But I need to.

Forgive me, Father, for I will sin.

Dear Reader,

I confess this is filthy... but still oh, so sweet.

This smutty story is sure to have you on your knees, sayin' a prayer.

Sometimes it's better to ask for forgiveness rather than permission!

XO, Frankie