If I Were Your Boyfriend
Grandmother Katie gave me a look that I knew instinctively not to play with unless I wanted my life to end right where I stood. I released a big sigh and wanted to follow it up with a snide remark. But out of respect for her I held my words.
      "To answer your question, along with other members of our family, I have done a lot of community service in this town and for this church. It's not about people wanting me to do stuff for them. It's about giving and helping those who are in need. That is my passion. Doing this kind of work is what fills my spirit with joy and gives my life meaning and purpose."
      "How are you doing, Miss Katie?" A young man in his late twenties approached us. He was gorgeous. I mean, stop what you're doing and smile at him as hard as you could gorgeous. I knew he was too old for me, but still, he was too fine for words.
      "I'm doing fine, Erin." Grandmother Katie embraced the gentleman.
      "How are Kayla and the baby doing?" she asked.
      "They're doing wonderful."
      "That is so good to hear. I've very proud of you. Oh, Erin, this is my granddaughter, Keysha. Keysha, this is Erin, our youth pastor."
      "I didn't know you had a granddaughter. It's nice to meet you, Keysha," he said, smiling at me.
      "Hi," I greeted him back, but the word came out all wrong. I sounded as if I was completely lame.
      "Is this your first time here?" Erin asked.
      "Yeah," I answered, smiling hard. I couldn't help it. He looked like an older version of the singer Neo-Yo. And Lord knows I've fantasized about being Neo-Yo's wife on a number of occasions.
      "Have you met anyone in the youth ministry yet?"
      "The answer to that would be no." I extended my arms out as if I were taking a long stretch. When I did that my breasts rose up and jutted forward toward him. For a brief moment Erin's eyes fell downward and danced all over my breasts. A delicious twang of energy consumed my mind and body. It excited me to know that I could tempt an older man. It excited me to know that he lusted for something he couldn't have. I was about to do the move again, but I felt Grandmother Katie's laser-beam eyes all over me.
      "I mean, I'm visiting my grandmother for a few days and this is my first time here so I haven't had an opportunity to meet anyone yet." I tried to cover up the naughtiness of the little temptress inside me.
      "Well, sit up front and after the service I'll introduce you to some of the kids in choir."
      "We will, Erin," Grandmother Katie said. We then said goodbye for the moment as we made our way to the front of the church. As soon as we sat down Grandmother Katie snapped at me.
      "Little girl, don't you ever pull a stunt like that again!" Grandmother Katie's face was masked with scorn.
      "Do what?" I played dumb. We locked eyes on each other as if we were having a staring contest. But Grandmother Katie wasn't toying around. She did something to me with that glare of hers. I felt as if she read every impure thought I had in my head. Grandmother Katie was admonishing me without saying a single word, and that frightened the hell out of me. No one had ever done that before. I broke eye contact. I felt as if she'd just entered my soul and found the temptress inside me and set her straight.
      "Erin is a very bright and intelligent man." She began to speak. "He's a great leader and has inspired a number of young people to come off of the streets and join the church."
      I wanted to say, whatever, but I didn't. A few moments later the choir stand began filling up with the members of the youth choir. The choir began to sing a popular gospel song by Kirk Franklin. The choir was well trained and sounded very good. The live music, the energy and the spirit of fellowship quickly filled the air around us. The young music director encouraged everyone to stand on their feet and clap their hands and sing along. Grandmother Katie stood on her feet and allowed the music to consume her. She

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