“No father, well yes, I have a need to confess my sins I don’t understand why, it’s just a feeling that came over me when I saw your church”. Inside the quality and condition of the decoration was amazing, I am not a regular church attendee, but my few forays into religious premises for weddings and christenings had never taken me into such a superb building.Ī gentle cough behind me caused me to turn and I found myself facing Father Damian, my first impression was of a good looking man in his early 40’s, tall and athletic, the sort of man my dreams revolved around. I felt an overpowering desire to enter the church and confess my sins. I was surprised to see a church in an area that would not sustain a congregation and even more surprised to see the massive front doors open and light spilling onto the grey street. That was my reason for visiting the run down area of the town and led me to St Luke’s Church. I am employed by a property consultancy to manage empty and derelict buildings. You might think my life was perfect and it would be apart from my sexual perversity, I am bi-sexual with a desire to be the submissive party in rough gay group sex.
My name is Simon, I am married to Louise and have two lovely children Jessica aged 14 and Kieran aged 12.
