Growing up, i was told to never be with anyone in any way, because it could lead me away from god. I always was a good girl, but inside of me lingered a curiousity about girls, and boys, and even trans "abominations" as my church called them. One day i got horney looking at Jesus, and squirted using a crucifix in the confessional while the sermon was on...unaware of the priest on the other side watching. The bishop caught us and banished me, and labeled me a harlot, a title im learning to accept