Erotic Blog: Four Finger Club entered his dingy room, he perked up a bit. He could not recall having seen this one before, anywhere in the church or at the youth activities. The girl was unusually tall, probably six feet in her socks. The long blonde hair framed an angular face, highlighted by two enormous green eyes. She was slender to say the least. Virtually no bosom was visible under her T shirt. She wore typical jeans and sandals and carried a ratty looking book bag.
"Come in, my child," he said as she quietly closed the door. The only other chair in the room was the sexton's straight back wooden antique. "Please sit down. Do I know you?"
"Well, I don't know. We just joined the church a few weeks ago. My name is Rose."
Pastor Thomas was momentarily taken aback by the classic beauty of this girl and he searched his memory, trying to think of that particular Sunday when newcomers are urged to come forward and join the church. Then something clicked in his head.
