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Thursday, December 20, 2007

Pastor Pedophile, Part 1

I asked a friend of mine who has a wonderful way of telling stories about his life experiences; I asked him to submit one of his stories for the blogsite. I am quite humbled that he decided to share such a coming of age, traumatic personal story that he's never shared with anyone. We will call my friend Nameless Ned. Hopefully Nameless Ned's story will be helpful to someone as it was very cathartic for him as he "put pen to paper" to share this truth about his life.

My First Love

Our pastor had been promoted if you will to bishop and was moving to
Philadelphia, so he searched for months and found an attractive preacher that
was married with 2 kids. Our church instantly fell in love with this young
man showering him with all that he needed to take over for the bishop.
He was about 6 feet tall with sandy brown hair and green eyes. he was slim when
he first moved to our small town but began to get a little bit of a belly as
the years went along, he could thank the church mothers for that.

He seemed to take a liking to the young people in our church and encouraged
us to sing in the choir and take over some of the responsibilities of the
older deacons, we liked him for that. one Sunday after church he asked me if
I would like to work with him at the radio station. (Lets stop right here and give this dynamic new pastor a name, I'll call him Mr. B) OK, I said sure Mr. B. Mr. B ran a short Christian program from 6:00 am to 9:00 am and I was over the moon that he asked me to work there.

I emptied trash cans and ran errands while he was on the air and I was happy
to do it. He gave me fourteen dollars a week and to me it felt like a
hundred. Mr. B was always an affectionate man, but one particular morning on the way home from the station he started to tell me a story and at the same time he was patting my thigh.
Like any fourteen year old I could not help but to become aroused by his touch, but I didn't move, instead I moved closer so he would not have to reach so far over. Each week it was the same thing, he would tell me a story and now he was
rubbing my thigh. Every other week he would treat me for doing a good job and take me out to eat. He said one day that we will go to a room and have breakfast and just relax. I liked him so much that I never gave it a second thought, I just gestured sure. As the weeks turned into months the rubbing went further and further up my thigh until he got to my member.

I now knew he liked me in a way that was not natural as my mother would say,
but I did not stop him.
Just as he promised, one day we skipped our normal breakfast and went straight to a hotel.

I will continue the story of my first love next post.
Nameless Ned

So brace yourself for at least the next 1 or 2 postings of Nameless Ned's traumatic drama with Pastor Pedophile who should have been institutionalized.
If you have an experience that you would like to share and you would like to have it posted/featured on this site, email This should be healing and a lot of fun. Feel free to comment just below this line.


Anonymous said...

He should have been institutionalized?!? Funny assessment.

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fuzzy said...

Ummm, wow... Of his caliber absolutely not. At the same time, I would not of stopped him either! I got worked wishing that it happened to me as a 14 y/o tyke!