Nasty Pastor
After Sunday School, the pastor’s daughter ran up to us. Out smoking by the butt can, she was excited, and shaking her phone. “Hey you guys, check this out!” She hit play, and we took her phone, to hold it between us. Her mom came in, with her head down, and Pastor looked up in his chair. We could just see the back of his head, and his chair, but there’s no mistaking that bald spot. From the way he slicked his hair back to cover it, like we can’t see that shining through. “Forgive me father, for I have sinned.” “What the hell is this?” I couldn’t believe it. She just giggled, “Watch.” Wide eyes, and grinning with so much blush on her face, I thought it might be makeup. It wasn’t but her …