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