All afternoon long, Pastor Phillips wondered on what Sophie really got out of her confessional session.

But as the day wore on, issues arose that took his mind from the girl.

Days soon went by as he tended a few other confessions. All seemed better for the Pastors confidence.

Even passing by Mrs Daniels was no longer an issue with him. It was a made up confession from a silly young girl...

The Pastors park project was complete.

And the city thanked the Pastor and The House Of Good Deeds for their hard work and commitment.

The Pastor was praised by his peers.

He sat at his desk with his favorite cup of coffee and relaxed.

He gets an email.

A Confessional Request for 2 pm.

Marked Urgent.

Hmm. They are never marked urgent.

What could it be???

As the Pastor opened his door to his booth, he immediately smelt that strong familiar feminine candy perfume.

He sits. A soft deep breath he takes.

Sophie.

And it tingled his growing erection.

"Please release the truth... I understand that this is an urgent matter." The Pastor bends down to look through his peep hole.

Yes. Sheer pantyhose on crossed legs.

"Pastor...I did what you told me to do..."She sniffles.

Oh... no... what did she think he meant? The Pastor worried.

"Wha what do you mean?"

"You told me to replace what I didnt have that I wanted, with something I could have... to stop my jealousy?"

"Yes... yes..."

"I got a boyfriend..."

Oh good...

"That is good..." The Pastor was relieved. "That is good right?"

"Yes and no... good because I fell in love, but bad because my boyfriend has to leave the country forever!"

Oh... this is not an urgent matter.

The Pastor chuckles to himself. A young persons problems... its ok...

He thought it was going to be bad.

"Well, relationships will have ups and downs... Its sad that you and he will be seperated... but you can call... stay in contact... by phone." The Pastor assures her.

He has seen so many young couple situations where there is a break up... one side or even both think its the end of the world, but always with in the year theyve found another.

You just cant tell them that directly while they are heart broken.

"Thats why Im here. After what I did last night... I dont think I can be without... him... or a boyfriend..."

What is this innocent blind girl about to tell him?

The Pastors erection hardens as he sits back onto his bench.

"Ok... fr-free yourself. Speak your truth." The Pastors ears were ready. And today, he had on looser pants.

She takes a deep breath.

Last night.

Sophie used to have friends. She was a decently popular girl in high school.

Co captain of the cheer squad and on the junior varsity gym squad. (Pastor was right - she had a gymnast build)

A true blonde, blue eyed all American girl that had the world waiting for her.

Until that one unlucky night.

The night she lost her parents and her sight.

Her friends would come over in the beginning... but after awhile, it became awkard... to, to hang out with a blind girl... as the shallowness of her high school friends revealed themselves.

And soon... Sophie was left with her Auntie and her grand parents on occassion.

A life of boredom for a youthful pretty girl.

After she heard her aunties night of social bonding...

The Pastor gave her hope...

And with his advice she met --- Yorgie - the maintenance supervisor of their apartment complex.

The Pastor stopped her confession and asked. "How old is this.... Mr. Yorgie?"

She giggles. "Its just Yorgie... I dunno, maybe my Aunties age... but he is super super sweet Pastor... like you." Giggle.

Like you? The Pastor was thrown off.

"Continue..."

She did continue.

Yorgie had been at their apartment on a few occassions to fix a few items - the sink and one time the heater.

And most of the time her Auntie told her to stay in her room. Mentioning that Yorgie was odd and she didnt like him so much.

But on one of her Aunties afternoons at work, Sophie could hear Yorgie outside of her front door.

He was whistling a cute tune.

She thinks he was working on the cross neighbors door knob.

At first she just stood by the closed front door, just listening, with her ear suctioned to the cheap wood paneling.

His whistle was a happy tune and he always seemed like he was in a good mood?

He could be a good friend? The only friends she had was her grabdparents, her Auntie, a few Blind friends on her Phone app, and her big Teddy Bear Theo...

One more friend was ok?

And after her Aunties sex night... maybe her aunty wasnt as knowledgeable as she thought she was??? Maybe the maintenance guy was ok?

Aunt Jen wasnt being fair...

And plus, why couldnt she have a chance to be as happy as her Aunt?

So, Sophie unlocked the door. And as it opened...

The whistling stopped.