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An hour later church was over, "It's over!" Kurt cheered as he got into the passenger seat, "THATS something to praise the lord for!" I slapped his leg and shook my head, "What will I ever do with you?" I asked. He shrugged and winked at me. I turned to my mom, "I had fun." I said as convincingly as I could. She hugged me, "I can't wait until next time!" She beamed. "Me neither." I squeeked and shuffled over to thee drivers seat. "Aren't you gonna wait to talk to the pastor?" My mom asked. "So he can ask me why I only come once a month and that Kurt is a troubled young soul who needs God in his life? Not a chance." I replied, "Bye!" Kurt and I hollered as I sped off. Kurt chuckled, "Avoiding God, sinner?" He teased. "No just the pastor. He's a real phony mother-fucker. Since I grew tits and an ass he hugs me longer than when I was little." "That slick son of a bitch." Kurt scoffed. "Yeah I know." I replied.
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