I was a junior in college and really wanted to meet my childhood hero, Brother John. Going to a local catholic summer camp where I was ridiculed and teased made me hate summer breaks. Brother John was the only one who stuck up for me, and made me feel normal. This is the short fictional story of meeting Brother John, as a woman, 10 years later.
Note to readers: reader discretion is highly advised. This is a romance novel, containing erotic, picturesque depictions of MF/BWWM relationships, so mature readers only, please and thank you.