Cell 11

She squeezed her eyes shut as light filtered in through the window. Flashes of the dreams she dreamt swept across her face. Realization dawned on her and she broke into her coughing fit. "Jesus!" she half screamed and pressed her face to the pillow. She could still feel his wet kisses and a fierce shudder ran through her. She knew she couldn't tell her father, she had always afraid of him. She couldn't even stand his stare as it felt as though he could see through. "He would know!" she whimpered into her pillow. To her, her father was an angel, especially when he stood the altar with his eyes pressed to the Bible. "God I'm sorry I... " just like a wave, she felt the wet kisses again and in an instant she saw his sweat-matted hair and his "Oh so kissable lips. " she felt herself being pulled in again. Once again she could feel him licking her earlobes. "Martha!" her father's voice rang through the house. His footsteps stopped right in front of her room. Her closed eye sprung open. "Martha?" Martha cleared her throat and braced herself up for speech. "Come in dad" she muttered hoarsely. Max walked in, his multimillion dollar smile etched on his face. "I read somewhere in the scriptures. I have read it before but it looks so different right now" Martha drowned in her thoughts again, all she could think about was the man in her dreams. "Martha?" "Sir?.. You said?" Max placed his hand on her shoulders. "Pumpkin, what's wrong?" "Nothing sir, I just... " Max smiled and patted his daughter's shoulders. "You don't have tell me, tell God, He is ready to listen. God bless you. " He got up from her bed and made for the door. "Dad, don't worry about me" "What's there to worry about?" Martha let out the breath she didn't know she was holding. "That was close." she face palmed. "Now I can't pray. " she huffed. His face flashed across her face again and she thumped her bed. "Don't you torment me" she pointed to her a random thing in room. "God, I'm running mad" she muttered and flattened her palms on her head. "Lord search my heart and see if there's any unclean way in me and lead me to... "