This is taken from the book “Torn,” by Justin Lee, executive director of the Gay Christian Network.
“There was another very well-intentioned Christian acquaintance of mine. When I told him I was gay, he grew concerned and promised to do all he could to help. Days later, he came to me with a brown paper bag and a serious look on his face.
“Listen,” he said. “I would normally really frown on this, but I care about you, and desperate times call for desperate measures.”
He handed me the bag, and I opened it up. Inside was a Playboy magazine.
“I thought maybe this would help awaken your natural desires,” he said.
“It doesn’t work like that,” I said.
“Just promise me you’ll try it,” he urged.
Not wanting to argue with him, I relented and said I would. After he was gone, I leafed through the pictures of naked, buxom women. It was my first real exposure to pornography, and it made me feel dirty.
And for the women? Nothing. Not even the slightest bit of arousal or attraction. Only revulsion and self-loathing from the sleaziness of it all. The experience made me sick to my stomach.”
This is so twisted! Christians who are doing this: CALM DOWN! STOP IT! HAVE SOME RESPECT! Geesh…this kind of ignorance is tragic and infuriating! Aretha Franklin’s song “Think” comes to mind…”You better think! Think! Think! Think about what you’re tryin’ to do to me! Hey, hey, HEY!”
Sequins instead of Pimples 
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