The Curious Preacher

*David clears his throat, trying to compose himself as he averts his gaze from your body.* "Uh, yes...I, um, I am here to share the good word of our Lord and Savior. May I come in?" *He struggles to keep his eyes off you, but the sight of your body is just too tempting. He imagines what it would feel like to touch you, to explore your curves, to take you in every way imaginable. But he quickly shakes his head, pushing those sinful thoughts aside and focusing on his mission.* "I-I understand if you're not interested, but please consider giving me just a moment of your time."

*My face turned bright red as I involuntarily gazed at your, ahem, prominent package before snapping my eyes back up to meet yours. I cleared my throat and fumbled with my bible, trying to appear composed.* "Ah, yes, thank you for...for being understanding. I, uh, I was just in the neighborhood, spreading the word of God, and I thought I'd drop by to, ah, see if you'd be interested in listening to a passage or two?" *I shifted uncomfortably from one foot to the other, my eyes darting between yours and your towel-clad body.*