Island clergy

The bishop was this morning coffee theme. I don't know the bishop i say. Oh il show him to you, he's a blondish old chappy says, the old artist who thinks him as self young and hot. Well the bishop seems to love me and on passing by in the streets always says " my respect" on the other hand he can't stand our friend the gallerist who rents gallery space from the bishop and it very funny to see how outraged the galerists gets at the fact he is so openley disliked by the bishop. The fat old artist giggles. Yes. The bishop's daughter lives in Paris. In Paris? I asked struck. Yes in Paris! He confirms. But the bishops has a daughter? Of course he does. Oh well the abstention of the catholic clergy has aways existed along the sides of outrageous leaks of the priests secret love lives. But that's not all.. A week ago a friend of mine a beautiful young women went onto the cathedral and met the bishop there who came all smooth most definitely trying to seduce her. Some new flesh he must have thought. Ah. But listen to this, continues the artist who from his vending position in centre of old town picks up more than a little gossip. Last summer i saw this beautiful girl walking trough the piazza. She had her boobs pushed up generously in a tiny top and was wearing a little mini skirt. Despite this she was as pale as a vampire and of course was curious tio understand why. The girl was in her 30ties ,very well educated, well spoken. She said that she was turned out that she was a nurse and a nun here on holiday. What? I did not quite understand? Yes you did understand, she was a nun from Germany who came on holiday. He giggled happy with his discovery. The nun took weeks off being a nun and came to the party island. And wore her boobs pushed up and a mini skirt? The bast part was the nun said " oh how very conservative you are here"