Charlotte stared ahead only to be dumbfounded.
Not far from them, there was a church that could be said to be quite magnificent. The courtyard was spacious and there were young people gathered in the courtyard. They were obviously young n and won of the church just by looking at the robes they wore.
However, they were of course just ordinary mbers, natives of Paris. They knew nothing of the secrets of the Vatican.
That's not strange considering that in the Vatican itself most church mbers don't know anything either.
Although there seed to be many Vatican church mbers who had co to arrest David. If they were in the Vatican, they were really few. They were the elite of the church who were respected by the other mbers.
If they ca to an ordinary church in another city, they would practically be the main pastor. The other pastors could only serve them.
The youth and young n gathered in the churchyard for more than just a gathering.
They invited passers-by to stop by and pray at the church.
This was not a rare event. They did it often with the aim of enlivening their church. Sotis they ca to places where people gathered.
David usually ignored them. He slowed down his motorcycle speed because he was carrying Charlotte.
"David, what are you doing, hurry up and go!" Apparently, Charlotte panicked suddenly when she saw them.
Who knows why.
"I think I want to pray for a while, can you accompany ?" asked David in response.
"Nonsense, a bad man like you can't pray," Charlotte replied in a tone that sounded angry.
She seed to be in a real panic which made David suspicious.
Was she worried that they recognized her?
If so, she might have t them because if they were just looking at her picture, it wouldn't be easy to recognize her.
Maybe she had co to this church to give a talk.
While thinking that, David stopped his motorcycle at the edge of the churchyard.
"You?" Charlotte was dumbfounded.
"Don't worry, they won't recognize you," David replied with a faint smile.
He dared to think that way because Charlotte's style was now completely different. Her hair in a ponytail made the impression of her face very different. Perhaps she still resembled her Holy Woman self, but people would not think that far ahead, that the Holy Woman had beco like this. After all, the facial resemblance was not strange at all.
David got off his motorcycle, grasped the woman's hand, and pulled her down.
She had no other choice but to follow, trying to calm down.
One thing she needed to make sure was that her pure expression as the Holy Woman should not show.
As they walked towards the church, David and Charlotte were imdiately approached by one of the church mbers.
He was a young man, who seed to be trying to keep a calm expression even though Charlotte's appearance in only shorts bothered him.
His eyes occasionally accidentally glanced at Charlotte's white and long thighs.
When he saw her face, he knitted his eyebrows for a mont, as if he felt he had seen Charlotte's face.
The latter had expected such a reaction because her face did not change just because her appearance changed.
To solve this problem, she needed to act indifferent.
She even pretended to look around curiously, like soone who had just seen the church.
In this era, there were indeed too many young people who had never seen a church at all so when they ca, they seed to be looking at a strange place.
"Sir, lady, would you two like to pray?" the young man asked after he thought that there was nothing wrong with Charlotte.
He began to realize that Charlotte was similar to the Holy Woman of the Vatican, but he just assud that they were similar.
"Yeah!" David answered the young man's question.
The young man instantly looked happy, he pointed his hand towards the church saying, "please follow , I will guide you both."
"Sure!" David continued to smile, letting her guide them.
He and Charlotte then followed him into the church.
The other young n and won also looked interested in Charlotte. So started chatting right away.
David's keen hearing let him know that they were talking about how similar Charlotte was to the Holy Woman who had just arrived two days ago.
Apparently, Charlotte had just visited this church, no wonder she looked so panicked.
Fortunately, everyone thought they just looked alike. No one thought of Charlotte as the Holy Woman because they thought the Holy Woman was a pure woman who always dressed modestly and covered up.
She was far from sinful.
The inside of the church was surprisingly quiet, with only a few people sitting on chairs, praying.
The church itself provided special prayers through a thin book that could be picked up at random.
"Sir, lady, would you like to pray here or in the confessional?" the young man asked as he stopped his steps.
"The confessional," David replied.
If it was in this open space with several people in it, David could not do as he pleased.
"Okay, go ahead!" The young man invited David to go to a door at the right corner of the church.
Next to that door was another door.
They went there. The young man opened the door for them, revealing a small room that would probably only fit three or four people.
"Sir, lady, do you need a prayer guide? If you need, I will be your guide. However, this will cost 50 Euros," the young man said again, making David roll his eyes while Charlotte couldn't pretend to be surprised as she knew the rules of the church well.
"No need," David replied.
The young man would surely enter at the other door.
In fact, in the space behind the open door, there was a small hole connecting that space with another space that was obviously the space behind the closed door.
David entered directly after he said that, pulling Charlotte's hand.
The young man didn't seem to mind. He nodded lightly and closed the door for them.
Of course, it was unlocked because the door didn't have a lock.
Inside the confessional, Charlotte looked confused as she looked at David.
"Do you really want to pray?" she asked him.
David almost laughed at her words.
"Don't be crazy, who would I pray to? Don't you guys just pray to dead deities to control their power?" he said.
What he said left Charlotte dumbfounded with her mouth open.
"How dare you utter such harsh words," she said in a rather angry tone.
"Stop acting like that," David replied, pinching her waist until she almost jumped.
"I chose this place so there would be room for us to have fun," he added.
Having said that, he pushed Charlotte against the wall and pressed her body against it before she could even be surprised.
And she couldn't be surprised anymore, just frozen by David's actions and his words.
At the sa ti, she felt so incredible as her body was pressed by his body.
This gave her an indescribable sensation, sothing she couldn't resist, rather sothing she also wanted.
It's just that, when she blushed, she tried to push David's body even though it failed.
"You're crazy, do you want to be struck by lightning, this is a holy place," she said.
"I'm sure there's nothing wrong since you're the Holy Woman," David replied, not caring about the woman's thoughts which he thought were just nonsense.
And maybe Charlotte agrees that it's all bullshit. She was just drowning too deeply in that nonsense because her life was full of pretense.
As David continued to push while she continued to enjoy it, her body softened quickly.
Her eyes gazed at David's face which she increasingly recognized as handso so there was a strong desire to kiss him.
She was really curious about the sensation of kissing. Now that there was a man ready to help her feel it, how could she resist.
She wanted David to do all he could to give her the thrill of sexuality.
Over ti, her eyes began to show a look of waiting for David's actions.
David didn't keep delaying either because she was ready.
His face moved towards hers until their lips t, making her body softer that she could have fallen if not for him hugging her waist with quick movents.
Her expression looked drunk now.
David's embrace coupled with his kiss seed to give her sensations that exceeded her expectations.
'Amazing,' the thought filled her head so she responded instantly.
Her hands went up to David's shoulders, then wrapped around his neck, even pulling him in to deepen their kiss.
She sucked his lips first, getting more aggressive as his saliva flowed into her mouth.
She swallowed his saliva without hesitation because to her it was the most beautiful liquid.
One of her hands even grabbed David's head, stroking his hair as if ruffling it.
Just at this point was enough to make her feel affection for David.
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