Quick fic: "When in Rome" : comments.
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Shadows lengthened with the afternoon, attached to the heels of the passers by, tourists mainly, and one young, earnest-faced priest. He was in a hurry to get somewhere, his black skirts flapping and his shoes slapping on the paving stones, as he didn't-quite-run past.
Reminds me that I saw a really hot priest in the airport the other day... it made me wonder - if you're Catholic and you have impure thoughts about your priest, do you have to tell him? How embarrassing? I can hear the prayers now - Father, please forgive this pathetic little girl for lusting after me...
Ok, I'll go now.
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if you're Catholic and you have impure thoughts about your priest, do you have to tell him? How embarrassing? I can hear the prayers now - Father, please forgive this pathetic little girl for lusting after me...,/i>
Hahaha! 'I have had impure thoughts... er, about you, Father...' Oh dear.