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<title><![CDATA[Caught in the Act]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[It was another sweltering day in Phoenix with the temp pushing way past 100.  And there I was sitting in rush hour traffic in a convertible.  Yes I know it's dumb to have a convertible there, but I already had it when I moved there.I was chewing on a big cup of ice and was messing with the radio.  Being the klutz that I am, I ended up dumping the ice in my lap.  Letting out a shriek I began trying to dig the ice out from under my skirt.  I'm doing this for 15 seconds when I hear the man in the next car tell me that this wasn't the time or the place to be pleasing myself.Furious, I was about to tell this jerk off when I saw he was a priest.  When I finally found the words I tried to explain to him what had happened, but he just looked away, shaking his head.  To make matters worse, he happened to be the new priest for the church I go to.  Every time I attend mass now he always shoots me dirty looks.  I'm seriously considering changing churches now.<br/><br/>3 Vote(s) ]]></description>
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