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Joshua felt bad.
Really bad.
About as bad as he felt that time that he ran over his mother's entire rose garden with the lawn mower, only in truth he felt even worse about having sex with Jennifer than he had felt about making his mom cry. That was saying something.
He hadn't told Bartholomew yet. Nor did he plan to, not for awhile.
But Lo and Lylith were coming over soon, now that Jennifer had gone off to do whatever girls did with their free time, and he had to face them. They didn't know though - he prayed for the first time in his life.
He prayed for forgiveness.
Really bad.
About as bad as he felt that time that he ran over his mother's entire rose garden with the lawn mower, only in truth he felt even worse about having sex with Jennifer than he had felt about making his mom cry. That was saying something.
He hadn't told Bartholomew yet. Nor did he plan to, not for awhile.
But Lo and Lylith were coming over soon, now that Jennifer had gone off to do whatever girls did with their free time, and he had to face them. They didn't know though - he prayed for the first time in his life.
He prayed for forgiveness.