The Bastard Preacher: Televangelist I

Smooth and handsome, sociopath, Jamie Lee Vincent decides there's easy money in religion after attending a big tent revival in his home town of Tyler, Texas. Catching the interest of Reverend Sonny Riverton's youngest daughter, the lovely and vivacious, Missy, Jamie Lee worms his way into the Riverton clan and rides it for all it's worth into a world of fame and fortune.

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Bert
set the beer down. "That'll be two-fifty."

Jamie
Lee handed him three bucks. "Keep it."

Bert
nodded.

Jamie
Lee picked up his lager and rotated his bar stool. Looking through the smoky
haze, his gaze zeroed in on a cute blonde girl in the booth on the other side
of the bar. She wore her hair up with curls draped over a pink ribbon. She sat
with three others, a girl and two men all wearing western clothes. Unabashed,
Jamie Lee stared at the lady. She is delicious. She glanced up and when
he caught her gaze, she quickly averted her eyes.

After
whispering something to her companion, he nodded and slid out of the booth. She
scooted out and headed in the direction of the restrooms, which were opposite
of where they sat.

While
she glided in their direction, Jamie Lee studied her. She was average in height
with blue eyes. She wore a short tight jean skirt, which accentuated the
positives and cowboy boots. The creamy skin of her midriff laid exposed, her
full breasts covered by a tied off, floral blouse. I've gotta taste that
luscious morsel.

She
must have noticed Jamie Lee staring at her, because she seemed to hold back a
smile and several feet from the restroom, her graceful glide turned into a sexy
sashay.

Jamie
Lee elbowed Tommy and hitched his chin in the direction of the approaching
blonde. "Who's the blonde bombshell?"

Tommy
followed his stare. "Somebody told me she's Sonny Riverton's daughter.
They're in town you know. For a tent revival. You nevah answered me, Bud. You
gonna take her out again?"

Staring
at the hot blonde, he asked, "Take who out?"

Tommy
rolled his eyes. "Cheryl."

"Naw,
she's too inexperienced. Now, I'll bet that sweet little thing over there isn't
inexperienced. Who's Sonny Riverton, anyway?"

"You
never heard of Reverend Riverton? He's on the TV every Sunday." Tommy bit
down on a pretzel. "So you wouldn't mind if I asked her out?"

Jamie
Lee took a big swig of his beer. "And that's his daughter?"

Tommy
slammed his empty beer glass down on the bar. "Damn it, Jamie Lee!"

He
turned to Tommy. "What?"

Tommy's
gaze rose to the ceiling as if looking for help from a higher power. "Do
you care if I ask Cheryl out?"

He
did care. Had unfinished business, but when the Reverend's daughter peered at him
with that twinkle in her eye and offered a friendly smile, just before turning
into the restroom vestibule, he completely forgot about Cheryl.

He
shook his head. "Naw. You go ahead. But after tonight, I'd make sure she
gargles with Listerine before I kiss her." He punched Tommy lightly on the
shoulder and chuckled. "Now, tell me about this tent revival."

"I
don't know about this one, but they had another one here two summers ago. The
TV station I sometimes work for sent me to film it, which was fine with me,
seeing as how I wanted to find out what it was like. Don't you remember it?"

"Naw, musta missed it.
Oh, wait, now I remember. I worked as a camp counselor that summer.