Around the Way Girl

Everyone knows her.  There is a girl like her in every neighborhood.  She's the one that's hanging in the park after dark, drinking on a forty, talking loud, with the extra short skirt on.  She's the chick girls love to hate and the boys love to be with, just not in the daytime.  The girl people talk about in that smug way people use when they are feeling superior about something or someone.
Everyone thought she was a stupid slut.  She didn't finish high school or have a job.  Her only occupation in life was a different man every night of the week.  Not quite good enough for the local boys to bring home to mama, but good enough to screw.  Not good enough for the stuck up little bitches in the 'hood to be friends with, but good enough to call over to someone's porch to find out some gossip.  Yeah, everyone thought she was stupid.  But she had them all fooled.  No suspected she was leading a double life.
Normally, she would play the role of the ignorant hood-rat with nothing on her mind but a high and a new man.  However, for the last two weeks, it had been different.  She had put on her longest dress, pulled her hair back in a neat bun, and she went to church.  Each week, a different church.  The first week it was bible study, this particular week, revival time.   While there, she would be swept up into the drama of it all, and would stand up to declare her sinfulness to the world, begging for someone to rescue her from her this life of depravity.  Ironically, it would be some allegedly righteous man, who saw that beneath the long dress was a body that was full, and voluptuous, and would pretend that he wanted to help this poor, misguided young woman.  There would be the conversation, the
       "Everything was going to be okay.  Now that you are here in the house of the Lord, He would make it better.  All you need is the love of a good man and everything would be just fine."
        She would smile sweetly and look up at him as if he was her reason for being.  Still looking up, she would say, "I walked here because I didn't have any money for carfare, could you give me a ride?"  Naturally, he said yes.  How could he resist such a young tender girl with eyes that were so beseeching and yet so inviting?  Of course she would have to meet him on the next block, couldn't have the hens of the church clucking.