So I walk in with my friends because we are going to have this 'boundaries' counsel with her priest or 'father' they call them. We are there because guys are continually coming on to us for an affair-them being married. It's not like it has happened just once. Oh no, this seems to be a continuale thing. So her priest figures it's a 'boundaries' issue so we go to talk to him. Oh hell this is where it gets worse.

I walk in and meet him. When he reaches to shake my hand it was as if the very birth of lust took place. I wanted to shove him against the wall while he hosted a hand under y thigh. Talk about thinking everything you shouldn't. Definitely no reverence here!

Then we went into his office. So there we are...my friend, myself, and the priest. He begins talking about boundaries and body communication, on and on. I'm sitting there holding my hands to the side, legs uncrossed on the floor, and trying not to stare to long into his eyes...in case any of the thoughts going on in my head should convey. And what were the thoughts???

The thought of straddling him right there where he was. Now who does that? Who sits there while the priest is talking and thinks about how you would wrap his hands around your thighs; as you push in harder to him. Oh man, that's horrible.

Don't get me wrong, I don't' sit and think of that with all guys. And this has nothing to do with the affair offers. Heck I haven't even thought about sex in a while. And when I did it was definately not this. So why???? Why does the thought have to come racing with the priest???

Gives a whole new meaning to a girl walks into a room and there's this priest. LOL!