Pimp Daddy in the Pulpit or (PDP) Pt.2 getting to

Angel slipped her jacket back on just before church service ended. Devlin helped, hugging her tenderlly about the shoulders. She smiled absentmindedly, knowing she needed to get to Pastor James Conman quickly before he left the premises. He never stayed long after service at the New Way Church of Belivers lately. He had to jet across town to preach at Old Zion, his brother Jeffery Conman's church. Pastor Jeff was away from his post for 'personal' reasons, and James stepped in for him. When they reached Devlin's Audi in the parking lot, Angel once again excused herself and went to find Pastor James. She was desprerate to get some help with Honeybaby.



Janette 'Honeybaby' Mackie was a wild 17 year old living with Angel. Angel was only 24 herself, and looking after Janette was wearing on her nerves. Their 'soul ties' from the past was what made her feel she was obliged to look out for Honeybaby, especially with what happened to little Kate those years ago.The sleek burnt sienna Jaguar almost hit Angel, as Pastor James backed out of his parking spot. 'Schreeeech!' " Oh my goodness Sister Angel! I didn't see you there. Are you alright baby?" Pastor asked, stomping his brake. He turned off the ignition, his heart raced but he was grateful for narrowly avoiding a potential lawsuit. " I'm fine Pastor, just fine." She responded still trembling.



Something stirred inside Pastor Conman, as he noticed through his rear view mirror, the lovely Angel standing there shaken and trembling. He eased out of the driver’s side door with extended arms welcoming her into his embrace. She just stood there, taking in slow deep breaths, desperately trying to regain her composure. Pastor James was quick to her side, holding her and whispering ever so softly in her ear, " It’s okay Angel baby, Pastor James is here. It's alright. I've got you. I've got you." His embrace tightend as her breath steadied, and his lips brushed her cheek. Angel stiffened, politely pulling away from him, saying "I'm fine Pastor really. I should have paid better attention to my surroundings."



"I wanted to talk with you about Janette." Angel sighed with an anguished plea. "She's becoming more distant and difficult to deal with." "Hmph, Honeybaby's acting up again huh?" Pastor Conman asked. "I know you girls have a history Angel, but are you sure you want to continue on with this burden? I mean you aren't much older than she is, and yet you care for her like she's your own child." he said. " I don't want you burning yourself out, trying to solve someone elses problems, before getting your own straight." He softened his tone then, "I don't intend to seem so harsh about it" he cooed, easing his arm around her again, " It's time for tough love now baby." Angels shoulders drooped sadly. She knew he was right, but the thought of not being there for Honeybaby was still painful.



Looking up into Pastor Conman's eyes, Angel asked "What do you recommend Pastor?" " I'll help you Angel. Give me a few days to make a couple of calls, and we'll see what we can do." he replied pulling her close again. "Thank you Pastor. Whatever needs to be done to help Honeybaby, 'Any thing,' I'm willing to do." she said stepping away. James smiled to himself. He definately liked the sound of that. "Anything" was one of his favorite things to hear a woman say; Especially one as fine as Angel. Looking at his watch he blurted " Oh my goodness look at the time. I've got to get out of here, or those saints at Old Zion are gonna have my hide!' he said laughing. "I'm so sorry for keeping you Pastor." Angel said appologetically. "It's cool, I'll stop by to see you soon about Janette, Angel." he said getting into his car, turning the ignition. Angel stepped aside, waved goodbye, and headed back to Devlin. "I'll be waiting." she called over her shoulder.



Devlin sat in the car with a disgusted impatient look on his face Angel noted, as she approached him. She decided to turn on the charm, she eased into the car with a sly sexy smile saying " Hey Dev, thank you for being such a patient sweetheart. I know that took longer than we expected. How can I make it up to you?" When he heard that, Devlin's face lit up and he drove off, thinking of the best way to try and get her to 'make it up to him!'



To be continued...



by Robminx

Copyright © 2009

mad moment interlude

the skeleton of a marriage feasted on by the muscular jaws of a looming divorce.



it sucks to be at this point in time. we hate each other.



i just want him gone. he just wants me to kick around.



too afraid to leave too miserable to stay so we suffer.



i refuse to continue to suffer this way. i've got to get him out of here.



Lord please let him get out of here. the pain of his presence is soul stripping.



i told his behind to go eat hot nigga nuts and die.



oh Lord please forgive me for my wayward mouth.



i want to be better than that for you.



by robminx © August 2009

I know what you did last Sunday...Um Hm

I know what you did last Sunday...Um Hm



I know what you did last Sunday... um hm, cause I was doing it too.



I know how you prayed for and blessed the folk, who were not so kind to you.



I know what you did last Sunday... um hm, after a difficult week.



How all that possibly could go wrong, piled up like a mountains peak.



I saw you resist temptation, how you wrestled with lust and pride.



How you fell to your knees and asked for God's help, and trusted you'd not be denied.



I heard you cry out to Jesus, when your family and friends let you down.



How humbly you told them you needed their help, and none of them could be found.



I know what you did last Sunday, and Monday through Saturday too.



You were up at the alter praising and praying, I saw you, cause I was there too.



by Robminx

Copyright © 2009