Hello, I am a Catholic Nun standing outside our Church on a Saturday morning. I stand on the granite steps with my big red barrel for people to put money into. People keep walking past, but nobody wants to contribute today! I have to stay out here for another couple of hours, so I go inside to get a chair.
Oh, that feels better sitting down! People stop and chat with me for a few minutes at a time, but nobody puts any money into the barrel. It is starting to get hot, and the heavy wool material of my Nun's uniform is starting to make me sweat. I feel a trickle of sweat sliding down my inner thigh and it bothers me, so I quickly pull up the bottom of my "habit" and slide my hand back and forth to get rid of it.
I did not notice a couple of young gentlemen walking by at the same exact time. They stop and put five dollars in the red barrel.
I apologize to them for running my hand up my habit, then they say to me "Oh God Sister, even with your uniform on, you look fucking beautiful! I bet you have a gorgeous body underneath all those hot clothes you are wearing! Why don't you take them off and I will put a hundred dollars cash in that red barrel of yours!"