Faith Book Blurb

What's a beautiful young virgin of strong Catholic faith to do when she meets up with a wealthy, sex-deprived, handsome bachelor?

During one of Manolo Guerra's monthly visits to his mother's grave site, finding a beautiful, young and single woman was not on his agenda that day. But that day, out of nowhere, things would change forever for both of them as destiny had finally come full circle. She is of strong Catholic faith and her values have been set high, a total virgin she is and this makes Manolo desire her even more. She is Tatiana Madrigal from San Antonio, Texas and was in Miami for just a short while.

Finally, a woman who can love him for who he is and who can bear his child to leave his millions to. It will be eight months of heavenly nights and days with her. He has lost years of sexual lovemaking, and she has never experienced any. They will explore each other countless times each day and night.

STORY EXCERPT

It had only been ten minutes into the Mass, when suddenly she felt a presence sit next to her. As she slowly looked to the side, she recognized the person. It was the customer from the store who had walked with her to the church. She smiled at him as she noticed that he had looked up.

Tatiana began to wonder why he came to sit next to her. The church was very big and had plenty of pews for the people to sit. If you were to yell in there, you could probably hear an echo from the emptiness. And since it was a weekday Mass, there really weren't very many people inside the church as opposed to a Sunday Mass. And as a matter of fact, there were only about thirty people at the most inside the church. Tatiana became nervous and started to get upset with herself for being so friendly with the stranger.

That's what I get for talking to the man. Now he probably thinks I want something from him or have something to give him. Oh dear God, please don't let him harm me, she thought to herself as she closed her eyes for a brief moment. Oh God, please don't let it be some psycho.

During the Mass, instead of paying attention to the priest, Tatiana's mind was going wild with silly thoughts.

What if he follows me because he knows I don't know my way around and that I'm from out of town? What if he rapes me! Oh God, what have I gotten myself into? She pulled her little black skirt down, trying very hard to hide her knees, hoping not to tempt the man, and made the sign of the cross. The stranger looked at her strangely, because no one else was making the sign of the cross.

As the priest talked, Tatiana hoped that the Mass would never end.

I need to stop thinking like this. My guardian angel would never let anything happen to me, she thought to herself, fighting the urge to bite her fingernails and her cuticles.

So after calming herself down, Tatiana tried hard to concentrate on what the priest was saying. It was now time to recite the prayer the Our Father as they remained standing. It is a custom that when you recite the Our Father that the people who are standing next to each other hold hands as they recite it. She extended her hand out to the stranger, and he looked at her with a weird look.

I don't think he came to church often, thought Tatiana to herself because he really did not understand what she was doing until he saw the other people in front of them. When they finished reciting the prayer, she let go of his hand quickly, but he held on to hers for just a brief moment, enough to get her more nervous. So then she looked at him, and he smiled, and then he let go. At that point she started to get even more nervous, and all of a sudden it felt very hot inside the church. Tatiana was panicking because she knew that Mass was almost over. When it was over, Tatiana quickly kneeled down and started to pray.

Dear God, please keep me safe. Please send all your angels and saints to keep watch over me, she prayed silently as she held her eyes shut tightly, as if the sun were shining directly on them. Just then, before she got up, she said another prayer to herself. Please, Saint Anthony and La Virgen de Guadalupe, please take care of me!

As she was praying, she peeked through the corner of her eye and could see that the stranger was still sitting next to her.

Oh God, I think he is waiting for me. What shall I do? she thought to herself. Why doesn't he leave?

She stayed kneeling there for a few moments more, looking at the big crucifix that was hanging in the middle of the altar, hoping that he would leave, but finally she stood up when she realized that he wasn't leaving.

He quickly stood up after her and asked, "Would you like to have some coffee or something to eat with me?"

Tatiana looked at him and observed that he was well dressed. He looked like a decent man, for he was wearing a navy blue double-breasted suit with a crisp white shirt with a nice tan tie. Tatiana also thought about what Pepe had said, that he visits his mother often at the cemetery and would bring her flowers. At that moment Tatiana thought of the movie Psycho and how that son had loved his mother so much and how he was a killer and all.

Stop thinking like that! thought Tatiana to herself as she shook that thought from her head. She turned the other way to get her purse from the pew.

Tatiana tried hard to remain calm as she started to feel her face warm up. She needed to think of something quick to make her feel at ease.

So she thought, I guess it would be okay. After all, we are in a church, and he is asking me in a nice way. And, it looks so obvious that he is of Hispanic descent, which also means that he is Catholic, just like me, or he wouldn't even be here. Hello! Well, I don't think that a Catholic would have any bad intentions in a church, not even if you were a thief or a killer. You just don't misbehave in the church, because most of us Catholics are superstitious. I mean, the church is seen or thought of as if you were in heaven and you know for sure that God is watching you very closely. So with that thought, Tatiana said, "Okay."

As they walked out of the church, it started to feel very breezy. It was hurricane season still, and it had been raining in the state of Florida. So Tatiana held on to her little black skirt in hopes that the wind wouldn't blow it up, showing her most private of all privates.

ADULT EXCERPT

They stood in the shower for a while, just holding each other, and then they finished showering up. After they dried off, they went out on the terrace in their robes and sat down on a large chaise for two while they drank some wine.

"Are you going to work tomorrow, Manolo?"

"Of course not! I'm spending the day with you. Tatiana, I'm sorry that we didn't go anywhere for a honeymoon. It's just with such short notice with us getting married."

"I know, but this is the way I would have wanted it. You know, spending my first night here with you instead of in a hotel room," she said as she laid her head on his chest. "Look at that beautiful moon. I just love full moons, and this one…well, I'm not going to forget it!"

"Neither will I," said Manolo. "So where would you like to go for a honeymoon?"

"I don't know. I just want to spend every day with you at this point, and I don't want you leaving on any business trips without me. Do you promise?"

"Yes, I promise," he said, laughing.

"Where would you want to go?"

"I don't know either. Maybe we can get some information later on this week."

Tatiana took a big gulp of her wine and emptied it, set it down on the ground, and then turned to him and began to kiss his chest and run her hands over his hair slowly. She wanted him again as they sat enjoying the full moon. She nibbled on his neck and his ears. She wondered what was coming over her, but dismissed the thought as she then moved her hand under his robe, reaching out for his cock. She began to run her fingers, teasing him up and down along the large vein that ran the length of it as it began to pump blood into his huge manhood.

"It's beautiful," she whispered, her voice aroused.

"So now you like it?" he said, teasing her since she had complained earlier.

"Oh yes, very much!"

Manolo chuckled and lay there, enjoying her caresses as she wrapped her soft hand around the thick length of him. He groaned at her contact, squeezing her buttocks with his palms, thrusting his hips up to grind his manhood against her soft hand.

He then said, "Get on top of me," as he lay there on the chaise.

Tatiana quickly did as he said, opening her robe as ...

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