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LTE: Do I Have To Sleep With This Jesuit After Our Third Coffee Date?

LTE: Do I Have To Sleep With This Jesuit After Our Third Coffee Date?

Campus CultureJesuitsSex September 24, 2025 The New England Classic

I am worried that underneath that tight, all-black outfit is a yearning body expecting to get down and dirty in the confessional after our... LTE: Do I Have To Sleep With This Jesuit After Our Third Coffee Date?

Dear gentle, yet passionate writers at The New England Classic,

I have always heard that you’re supposed to have sex on the third date, and I’m worried that it’s true! Today will be my third coffee date with this Jesuit (and you KNOW how coffee gets me going…), but I don’t know if I’m ready! To start, let me back up a bit…

It was Sunday morning. I had just finished the 10:30 A.M. Mass at St. Ignatius, and was on my way to Bibles and Blueberries hosted by the Christians for Christ Club (CCC). That’s when I saw him. My heart skipped a beat as I tripped on the sidewalk, and then I noticed just how nondescript and handsome he was. Standing proudly and looking wistfully over the O’Neill Lawn like a vulture, his eyes locked on me with a steely gaze. I neared his table, and he graciously gave me a cup of coffee. His eyes were framed by cute, round spectacles, and I had to keep myself from staring too long. I alternated between his face and the comically large Espresso Your Faith banner to seem normal. We talked about God, life, and nothing at all. Just two souls sipping and musing on about the finer things. What started as a mere coffee chat, however, ended up making me fifteen minutes late to B&B! 

The next time I laid eyes on my Jesuit Romeo, I was moping out of a lecture, longing desperately for a break. There he was–just the break I needed. We sipped, we chatted, and he remembered my name, something my ex struggled with… I hid a blush and tried desperately not to seem too desperate. 

I never thought I’d make it to the third date, but it’s Thursday now, and I am typing this from behind the second column from the left in front of O’Neill as he is waiting for me on the lawn. The Espresso Your Faith banner is casting a large enough shadow to conceal me, but I need to get to class in Devlin! I am worried that underneath that tight, all-black outfit is a yearning body expecting to get down and dirty in the confessional after our third cup of joe together.

Please advise.