(Great Romance Story) - But He's A Priest!

[Storytella]

Story as told by Jasmine: Link - http://storytime111.proboards55.com/index.cgi

But He's A Priest!

FONT size=2BRI was 17 and in my last year of school when some friends of mine were trying to convince me to join the local church youth group. BRI knew *Father Chris* who ran the youth group, he was the new priest in our parish. BRMany of the girls I knew from church would say that he was cute, but he really didnt grab my attention all that much at first. That was, until I was preparing to make my confirmation and had to see him weekly for confirmation preparation meetings, it was then that I got to know him a whole lot better..

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BRHe wasn't what you would call hot in his Priestyly attire, but out of it, I could see what the fuss was about, but he certainly did have this charisma about him that seemed to draw people to him, thats what I noticed more. People seemed to love to be in his presense. He had a great sense of humour too and made you feel so comfortable when you were around him. BRHe really didnt seem like a Priest. He had this real Aussie Bloke character about him. But then he had this nuturinging sensitive side.BRHe was the type of person that you wanted to share your most inner thoughts with. He seemed to bring things out of you you never knew existed.

During the time I was preparing to make my confirmation I was dealing with some problems with a relative in my family. She was causing me a few headaches, so I ended up discussing all of it with Fr. Chris. It was then that I shared so much of my life experiences and thoughts with him. I ended up revealing so much of myself to him I dont think I had ever opened up so much to anyone ever before.

Fr. Chris gave me so much advice about life, everything he told me seemed to make so much sense, the whole world seemed to come together after I had been with him. He made me see life through different eyes. I began to see beauty is so many simple things.BRI wasnt sure what he had opened up in me, but it was wonderful.BRI became a different person because of his effect on me.

The weekly confirmation meetings I had with him ended up being more than just that. He told me to come around and see him when ever I felt like talking about anything, he said he would always make time for me. He handled me with such nuturing care. So many of our meetings for confirmation ended up being long conversations about life in general. The hours seemed to just melt away.

As time went by, I found myself often turning to Fr.Chris when I needed reasuring and advice. We became quite close.

It was around this time that I took my firends advice and decided to join the church youth group. Fr. Chris was delighted when I told him that I would go along on the next outing.

The week before the outing I was having problems with a boy at school. His name was Mathew.

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Mathew and I were good friends and often got paired off in our group of friends at school. I liked him alot but wasnt too keen on committing to him. Mathew was always trying to get us to go that step further, to be a steady couple. But I didnt feel ready for that kind of committment.BROne lunch time at school I was mucking around with another guy from my year named Ben. Ben was really cute but he was already linked up with another girl. We were mucking around and Ben was leaning over me trying to get my drink bottle off of me when Matt saw the whole thing. Matt thought that Ben kissed me, which was ridiculous, but Matt made this big deal out of it and began to fight with Ben and I about it.BRMatt was quite popular with so many other people in my year, so alot of them took his side and begn saying that I was trying to get him jealous. The whole incident cause me alot of grief at school. It was very upsetting to have some of my friends turn against me.

The following weekend was when I had my first outing with the Youth Group. I had to meet up with the other kids and Fr.Chris outside the front of the church grounds.BRI was still feeling rather down because of all the fuss made at school the past week, so I didnt feel up to mingling much with the other youth Group gang. BRI was waiting on the brick fence outside the church grounds with the others until Fr.Chris finished the mass and got ready.BRMass nearly always finnished late. Some of the boys from the group came over to say hello. I was talking to them when Fr.Chris appeared saying, "Righty, you guys ready to hit the train?"BRI looked around and saw his friendly warm face smiling down at me.BRThat was truely a heart warming sight for me to see after the past week at school. I sprang up off my seat and over to Fr.Chris and clung onto his arm. It felt great to be with him again.BRHe then gave me a squeeze and made a joke to the other kids, saying, this is my new girlfriend everyone. He laughed and the other kids laughed back, your not allowed to have a girlfriend Father.BRQuite an obvious fact to all of us Catholic dudes and dudettes.

We all made our way down to the train station to get the train into the city. Our outing was to take a ferry ride on the Sydney Harbour and then back to visit Centerpoint Tower.

We all waited at the train station chatting until our train arrived. Once on the train we all found a set of seats together, there was about 8 of us in the group. We chattted merrily all the way into town. We were surprised at how soon we were already in the city.BRLooking out of the window as we came close to our station I peered out at the beauty of our Sydney Harbour, just like a huge picture, there was the huge Bridge with the boats cruizing by, it just looked like one huge beautiful picture. BRThen I felt someone leaning close to me and his voice said, "beautiful isnt it?" Fr.Chris took my hand and said, come on, this is our stop. So I allowed him to lead me up out of my seat and playfully we made our way off the train.../FONT

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[Storytella]

Everyone was all hyped and ready for fun as we walked along the bay after getting off at Central.

One of the other boys from the group came over to me and said, "hey, you go ot with Mathew Dunn dont you?" I looked at him to see if I knew him at all but he didnt look familiar, I said, "yeah Ive gone out with Matt, but we're not a couple".
I asked him how he knew Matt, because he didnt look familiar to me at all, he said that he lived near Mathew and was friends with is brother.

I could hear Fr.Chris and the others mucking around behind us and laughing, someone was pretending to throw someone in the harbour. I looked around and began to laugh when I saw the others having fun, but then they turned their attention onto me, "maybe Jasmine would like to go for a swim", one said.
Paul ran over to me and pretended to grab my arm and throw me in, but I resisted laughing. I couldnt help but notice Fr.Chris watching me, as though he was enjoying watching me have fun, kind of like how a Gardian Angel would watch over you.
Soon he and I began talking.

Eventually I made referrence to my unpleasant past week at school and Fr.Chris seemed really concerned for me
He wanted to know what was going on.
I didnt really want to get into it with him at that particular time, I just wanted to forget about it for the day, but somehow Fr.Chris felt that I needed to share this with him, and I wanted to, but I felt awkward doing so around the others.
He pumped me with a few questions, but I evaded a little by asking some questions of my own that I was curious if he could answer.
"Why do guys seem to want to take ownership of you?" I asked him, and "Why cant you just be friends with a guy without him wanting more from you?"
Fr.Chris began to take all my questions to heart. It was like he want to give them considerable thought before answering me.
I saw his eyes peer of into the distance.

He took my hand and looked into my eyess, he said to me ever so gently, "Jasmine, boys handle things alot differently than how girls would prefer them to...
I could tell that he was taking these questions seriously and wasnt intending on giving me some foolish half felt answer.

I loved the closeness this gave me with him.
This was like a special friendship that was so unique in itself.
Its so hard for me to explain.

With friends you can share so much with them, secret thoughts etc. But most the time they are not really into what you are saying because they are just listening to you, so you will in turn listen to their thoughts, but with Fr.Chris, it was like, everything you felt and thought of was important to him, nothing went astray, not one dot.
He took note of every word that described your feelings and views on things, as though, it was giving him a bigger picture of who you really are as a person, and he seemed to want to know you better than anyone else could ever know you. That's what made him so different to any of my other friends.

As the others tagged along behind, Fr.Chris and I would slip in and out of the conversation about what went on at school last week and why boys are the way they are, etc. We got into some very deep issues on all of that whilst cruising the harbour.

Soon I was wondering if the others had noticed our secretive conversation, and I worried what they might have thought.
But this never seemed to bother Fr.Chris at all.
This issue seemed to be important to him, it was important to him because he knew these things were upsetting me and I was getting a hard time at school about them.
Being aware of his concern for me this way began to stir emotions inside of me for him, I had to figure out, was this just because he was a Priest and this is the way they normally are with people, or did we have some kind of connection going on?

If I thought I had issues before with Matt it was nothing compared to what Im feeling now. This was turning out to be an incredible time of growing up for me.
By this stage, it wasnt Mathew causing me the confusion, it was something I was beginning to feel for Fr.Chris and that was making my head spin more than ever.

[Storytella]

As the day went on and with only one other girl in the group, it was a great day of fun and laughter with the guys and their crazy antics. Even Fr.Chris was just as crazy at times. He mucked around with the others and left me dazed in thought.

I began to wonder what lead him to the Priesthood and how he coped with all the restrictions he had to live by. I wondered if he had ever been in any kind of relationship before with a girl. I found it hard to believe that a man as cute looking as he was and who semed so popular among everyone could live the restrictive role of a Catholic Priest. But I also knew he was very good at his role.

Many times in the past I had heard him give Mass, and the expression and committment to his services was so genuine. He was an intreaging man to me, in more ways than one.
To see him dressed in his Priestly attire giving sermons and then to seeing him muck around like one of the boys on a Youth Group outing was like seeing two different persons in one.

As I was lost in deep thought Kerry, the only other girl on the Youth Group outing was saying something to me, but I didnt catch what she said. She nudged my arm to get my attention and I then heard her say, "You wouldnt know he was a Priest would you?"
Startled by what she said, like I thought she was reading my mind or something, I said... "Sorry", she then repeated, "Fr.Chris".
" If you didnt know he was a Priest you would never pick him for one, dont you think?"

I thought for a moment and said, "yeah, I know what you mean".
Trying hard to not allow her to think I thought of him in any romantic way... I commented that Paul was rather cute.
She said, yeah I know.
Then Kerry said something that really made me think, she said, "If Belinda were with us today, which she normally would have been only for Netball practise, she would have been all over Fr.Chris like a rash.
I was startled by that remark.
"Really", I said.
"Yeah, said Kerry, she's crazy about him, but then I know alot of girls who are".

She went on about Belinda flirting with Fr.Chris on some other Youth Group outing, but I lost interest in the rest of what she was saying and wondered off into my own thoughts about it....
I knew that I was beginning to have feelings for Fr.Chris, but I became aware that my feelings may be foolishness. It became apparent to me just then that I may not be the only girl who has felt this connection with him.
If there are so many other girls he's been around who think he is as cute as I do, then surely he has taken an interest in their personal thoughts about things too.
I felt so disheartened.
I had to get a grip of myself and try not to let myself feel what I have begun to feel when he is around me. The only thing I could think of at the time was to try and not to single him out so much anymore and pay more attention to thre others instead. I had to do this as hard as it was for me...

At centerpoint tower, Paul and one of the other guys were looking thorough the telescope with me and we were discussing how far it would be back to our home suburb from here. Fr.Chris came over and said to me, "Jasmine do you see that white peak over there?"
I peered into the distance to see if I could see what he was talking about, he then put his head down close to mine and pointed till I caught a glimps of something white where his finger was pointing.
I wished that he didnt come so close, it made things that much harder for me....
I said, "oh yeah". He said, thats our suburb right there. Wow I thought. "Can that really be it since we are so far away from home right now, he smiled and then the others giggled, they were trying to trick me. "Okay yeah right I said, and I walked over to the souvenier shop.

I was so caught up with my feelings, I felt so confused about everything. At this point in time, I really needed to be by myself.

I browsed through the souvenier shop looking at all the trinkets leaving the others back at the lookout. I began to realise, considering how I had begun to feel about Fr.Chris that it wasnt such a good idea joining the Youth Group.
Spending too much time with him would only make all these feelings more complicated. I tried to hide myself among the shelves in the store and I peered through a gap, staring at him and watching him talking with some of the others. I told myself, these feelings are stupid! How could I have allowed myself to feel this way when I know he is a Catholic Priest!! It was pointless to have these feelings for him!!!
I felt so annoyed with myself.
But I couldnt help my feelings, I was sure we had a special connection, but it must have been my imagination.

The rest of the day seemed to drag. I became quite reserved and I could tell that Fr.Chris had noticed it, although he didnt say anything.
That was until we were walking back to the church grounds after getting off the train back in our home suburb.

I was walking slower than all the others and Fr.Chris walked along side me....

I wondered why he hadnt kept up with the others who were now a long way in front.

I looked up at him and saw that he was smiling at me.

Can I give you a lift home or something, he asked.

We would always make our own way home once we got back to the church grounds after a outing. It was just one of those routien things to make sure no one was missing in action.

Oh I''ll be fine I answered him, I can get the bus, its not far.

Dont be silly, he said, I'll drive you.

We all met up back at the church and made sure that we werent missing anyone. Then we said our goodbyes.

Everyone left leaving Fr.Chris and I alone.

As we walked on over to the Presbytery, which is the accommodation all the Priests live in at the church, he asked me how I enjoyed the day.
I said it was great.

"You seem to have become a little quite this evening", he remarked, are you okay?"

Im fine I answered, probably just a little tired now.

He got the keys to his car out of his pocket and began to unlock the door for me. He smiled and took my hand.

"I'm so happy that you have decided to be part of our Youth Group, he said. It made it all that much better for me to have you come along".

When he said that to me I felt waves of emotion go through me again. There was certainly something there.
As we drove along, he said to me playfully, "now I will know where you live" isnt that special? I laughed.

He stopped the car at the front of my house.
I thanked him for the ride home and he said, "I will see you next Wednesday then?
I forgot we had one more confirmation meeting that day.

Yeah sure I said.

He beeped his horn and drove away.

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When I got home my head was reeling. There was something in the way that he said" it made the day better for him because I came along".
Also, something in his eyes.. and the way he would hold my hand when he would talk to me that way.....
I cant be imagining it, surely not.

I was swept out of my thoughts when I heard the phone ringing.
It was mathew.
Matt wanted to know if I would go with him to the Royal tonight because a few of our buddies from school were meeting there.
I wondered why he wasnt still angry with me about Ben, but that was how Matt was. He could change like the wind.
I told Matt that I felt too tired because I had been out all day.
"Oh come on Mathew pleaded", Debs will be there"!

Debbie was my best friend and I knew she would be peeved it I didnt show up.

It was 6:00pm. I said to Mathew, "give me half an hour and you can come get me'. He was happy to hear it. Matt had only just got his licence and was a bit of a rev head.
At 6:22 pm he was out the front of the house waiting.

In a way, I thought this was the perfect opportunity to get Fr.Chris off my mind for a while.

I ran down stairs and jumped in Matts car.

Once we got to the Royal, everyone was there. Debs, Shelly, Shaun, all of them. Matt and I made our way inside and as we walked along Matt grabbed hold of my hand.
I hated the way he always tried to make out that I was his girl.
But he was fun to be around, and I sure needed a distraction right now.

Inside I met up with Bob. Matt went over to get us some drinks and Bob and I talked. I could see that Ben was also there, but I tried not to make eye contact with him because I didnt want to start Mathew off on one of his jealousy rants again. It wasnt long before everyone was out on the dance floor. I cant remember the last time we did so much dancing. I barely thought of Fr.Chris for most the night.

Matt kept bringing me over drinks, I knew he was trying to get me tipsy. I didnt mind though, I was having so much fun.
But then I noticed that Matt was beginning to get rather tipsy himself. He then began to quirey me about Ben.

"Do you like him", he probed.

I really didnt want to talk about this.
I said, "Do we really have to bring this up again".
"You like him dont you" Matt teased.
I didnt answer him, I told him he was being childish.
Just then, Debs called me to come on over and boogie....
It was great timing so I got up and went with her over to the dance floor.

We had a great time out there and I was cooking hot, so I took off my jacket. I could see Matt in the distance watching me, he had his head hanging over his empty glasses of beer.

I really wanted to get away from him because I knew once he had been drinking that he would be starting on at me about Ben again.

I slipped out to the girls toilets.

When I got out there away from some of the noise I could hear my moblie phone beeping. There was a message.

It was from Fr.Chris. He had been trying to ring me but I hadnt heard the phone because of the loud music.

I returned the call and heard him say hello.
The mare sound of his voice sent warm waves through me...

Jasmine, I need to see you he said.

"Why", I asked ever so curiously.

"Where are you" he asked. He must have been able to hear the music.

Im at the Royal.

What are you doing there! He asked, you are under age.

I didnt think before I spoke. I felt terrible.

Fr.Chris said, "Im coming to get you. Stay where you are!"

I was really gob smacked. I didnt know what to do.
I had to get out the front door and past Mathew somehow if I could.
I knew it wouldnt take Fr.Chris long to get here.
I had to think.

I went back out and tried to hide myself from Matt among all the dancing bodies out on the dance floor.

I went over to Debs and said to her, I need to stay away from Matt, he's had too much to drink.

Debs told me to stay with her and dance but I knew Fr.Chris would soon be here looking for me.
I had hoped he wouldnt be able to find me out here on the dance floor among all the others either....

But....that wasnt so.

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Whilst I was out on the dance floor with Debbie, trying to hide myself away, Ben bought me over another drink.
I really didnt want another one, I could already feel the last couple going to my head that Matt bought me. Ben prompted me, so I took a few sips.
I really needed something to calm my nerves anyway.
Mathew seemed to have disappeared so I was releaved. But I was still worried about Fr.Chris turning up and him being annoyed with me for bing here, not a good thing right before your Confirmation.
I hoped he wouldnt be able to find me with so many people filling the Hotel. I tired to see through the crowd to see if he was anywhere near the main enterance, but there was just too many people.

As we danced to each song that came along, I could feel the last drink getting to me more and more.
I was beginning to loosen up and not worry about Matt or Fr.Chris by this stage. Ben, Debbie and I were having too much fun out on the dance floor.

Soon enough, to put a real damper on the night, there was Matt, causing a scene because Ben was dancing with me.
They began to yell at one another.
I got so sick and tired of Mathew trying to control my life and picking on any other guy who showed me any attention, I began screaming at Matt. LEAVE ME ALONE!!!
Just then Matt began to take my arm and pull me away from the dance floor. Debbie yelled out to him to leave me alone too, but Matt wouldnt listen. Ben tried to stop him.
I was really scared of Matt because he was so strong and forceful. I hated being around him when he was drunk.

Matt took me outside and we were arguing in the carpark next to the Hotel. Matt began to force him self upon me, I was upset and yelling at him.
It was then that I saw Fr.Chris making his way toward us.

OMG I thought, Fr.Chris asked Matt to leave me alone.
Matt yelled at him, "Who the F*** are you?"

Then Matt saw Fr.Chris' collar and began to laugh.

"Oh.. ho.. ho..." Matt teased, come to rescue the little girl have you"?

Fr. Chris took hold of my hand.

"Come on Jasmine" Fr.Chris said.

We both walked away from Matt and left him staggering around in the car park.

My head was still spinning and I found it a little difficult keeping up with Fr.Chris who was trying to rush me away from the whole place.
It felt like my legs were going to go from under me....

The next thing I knew I was back at the Presbytery in Fr.Chris' dorm.
How did I get here I wondered. I must have passed out. I knew it must have been very late, I saw the clock over on his bench which said it was 2:15 am.

I looked up and there was Fr.Chris sitting on the bed beside me.

The first thing I said to him was... "I am SO sorry".

I felt so bad that he had to rescue me from that kind of environment.

"Its Okay Jasmine, but you should not be at 'Hotels', you are only 17", he said.

"I know, but everyone goes there, thats were all of us friends from school meet up some weekends, besides, I will be 18 in a few weeks", I replied more seriously.

He looked at me with those big warm brown eyes of his, " I dont want to see you get hurt", he said ever so lovingly.

His hand touched my face and I was aware of him looking me over from my eyes down to my waist. He bought his lips close to mine and said softly, "I dont know why I feel so protective of you, you seem to have captivated me". With his lips ever so close to mine I could feel my heart thumping like a drum inside my chest.

His lips were almost touching mine, but not quite. They were so close that I could feel his warm breath on my face. I was almost shaking as he sent waves of emotion over me. I was hoping so desperately that the would kiss me, but I was afraid of it too.

I felt the warm connection I always knew was there between us stronger than ever. There was no denying it anymore or thinking that it was all just my imagination. While he held his lips so close to mine for those sweet few moments, I knew that he was feeling everything that I had been feeling.

He stepped back away from me, yet still looking deeply into my eyes.
His eyes only slipped over to the door of his room to click the lock...

If you want to find out what happens next, go to the link above.

[Storytella]

The rest of Jasmines story can be found here: http://storytime111.proboards55.com/index.cgi

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