In had been a long time, years, since a man had touched her in such a s****l way and even longer since a man had touched her in such a sexually inappropriate way. Before she became a nun, even when on a date, it had been a long time, years, since a man had touched her breast without her welcoming his touch. She was stunned and already traumatized with the knowledge that the rumors she heard about the priest were now true. Instead of sexually arousing her, he sickened her with his touch. Instead of finding him sexually attractive, she found him to be nasty.
'Her priest touched, felt, and fondled her breast' she thought while unable to believe that he was groping her. The words screamed through her head as if a siren of warning. 'Her priest touched, felt, and fondled her breast.' Shocked be
