You weren’t supposed to wear a Catholic
schoolgirl
uniform if you were
a Baptist, but
Uncle Willy never seemed to mind, Auntie
Bea
made me up in pigtails and
sent me up to see him. I was
just 18 that summer and
loved the affection, how he
tickled me and
peeked up my skirt till I giggled, he
never minded that I wore a Catholic
schoolgirl uniform but
to be sure I went to Heaven he
pulled my head down into the warm
liquid
and baptized me
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