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My stories > Dear Father

Dear Father

Father, thank you for listening, but I have to confess nothing has changed since we last spoke. It has slowly been taking over my waking hours and has been since as long as I can remember. I know many have fallen under its spell, and I am trying hard not to give in to temptation. Everyday I pray "Lord deliver me from this evil."

Oh dear father, I have to confess I did almost succumb. I felt its presence drawing me in just like Pandora's Box, once opened it's too late; there would be no going back. It's evil, father, only the devil himself could conjure up such a thing.

It takes over while you are weak and vulnerable; falsely making you feel good and throwing your body and senses into confusion. The soft melting touch and pleasurable feelings envelop your whole body leaving you begging for more when it's all over. Oh the shame father, the shame and guilt.

Oh I know those feelings only too well father, I have fallen in to its trap so many times but not anymore, it won't break me this time, I will not be tempted, I will not give in,  I will NOT eat those chocolates!



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