Donna stared at him, wondering if he had been drinking the proverbial Kool-Aid. However, to her relief, his gaze landed on her for a split second before nudging her to play along. So, she did. She joined the cheering followers and furiously slapped the tambourine to her hand.
The nerd backed away from the microphone just as Robert Lee Khal stepped into view.He,on the other hand, was very easy on the eyes. He had thick, wavy blonde hair that bounced when he moved. He was tall and strategically dressed in a tight, button-down shirt. No doubt to show off the fact that he was physically fit.
“Good afternoon, my children,” he said into the microphone.
It was easy to understand how he was able to hypnotize the gullible. His deep, rich baritone was nothing if not alluring. Donna sighed when Lincoln immediately invaded her thoughts. He too had a voice that could lure like the Pied Piper.
“It says in 1 Peter 5:14 that we should greet one another with the kiss of love. Let us obey.”
When the audience began to kiss each other freely on the lips, even men with men, Donna moved closer to Kelly. She tucked her face into his chest and felt the rumble of his laughter.
She glared up at him with narrowed eyes. “What you laughing at? You kissing these dudes?’”
“Naw.” He chuckled. “This ain’t my first rodeo. Take a look around. I’m surrounded by women.”
Donna looked around. Sure enough, in front, behind, and on each side of Kelly was a woman.
He winked and pulled her close. Before she could resist, he kissed her on the lips. She didn’t put up a fight. Even though she didn’t really know him, she figured kissing Kelly would be better than kissing some random man.
She closed her eyes and fantasized about the last time she’d shared a kiss with Lincoln. Of course, she didn’t feel the same spark, but at least Kelly held the kiss long enough for the kissing session to be over.
When they heard clapping, she and Kelly separated. She quickly looked to the stage when she noticed his lingering gaze.
“Hear me!” the preacher shouted. “God said that he should send his one begotten son to lead the wild into the ways of the man. Follow me! Eat my flesh, flesh of my flesh.”
“This muthafucka,” Donna scoffed. She moved close to Kelly in order to whisper, “This motherfucker ain’t Christ born again. He’s fucking Tupac.”
Kelly chuckled and nudged her with his elbow. Apparently, they were the only two, in a crowd of hundreds, who noticed that their messiah was quoting lyrics fromHail Mary. The whole preacher bit was a crock of shit. Nonetheless, she had a job to do, so she copied the young blonde by clapping enthusiastically while jumping up and down.
Sadly, Donna had to suffer through three hours of faking jubilance while listening to a snake charmer butcher Bible verses before she was able to capture his attention. After ending his sermon with a closing prayer, Robert Lee looked up and locked eyes with Donna. His gaze quickly roamed from her head to her toe, bathing her with a feeling of disgust. For sure, he was undressing her with his eyes. Apparently, Kelly noticed as well.
He leaned over and whispered, “Looks like you’re in.”
