I sat on the front porch, under the darkening clouds. Feet planted firmly on the wooden slats, digging my heels in. Thunder rumbles overhead and the heavens open. Heavy tears fall, washing over my sins. Greed, Pride, Lust, Envy and Wrath...wash away into murky black puddles. For I am the Devil's Succubus, Satan's whore, and Lucifer's concubine. I am the face of an adultress and a mistress, seducing your men from your beds without guilty or shame. The rains fall, pour, drench me to my soul....but they could not wash away sin as filthy as mine.
