By Joseph Logsdon
Sister Catherine had committed a terrible sin. She tried to resist him, but in the end, her lust got the better of her. With every breath she took, she came closer to damnation. When he was near, her heart raced. Nothing, not even God, could stop her from feeling like a human being. Her life was one of honor, loyalty, and despair. The more she resisted, the more depressed she became. Since she couldn't find salvation within herself, Sister Catherine decided to consult Father Peter. If anyone could bring her to her senses, he could.
"Father, forgive me, for I have sinned," Catherine stated as she entered Peter's office.
"You? Sinned? I don't believe it," Peter laughed.
"It's true, every word of it," she cried.
"Come now, Sister Catherine, there's no need for that," Peter stated.
"You don't understand, I've done a terrible thing," she sighed.
"Surely, it couldn't be that bad?"
"I broke my vow," she cried.
"What do you mean?"
"Last night, I was with him," she cried.
"Father Paul," she answered.
"Wow, I have to say, I didn't expect this," Peter gasped.
"Well, what are you going to do?"
"Honestly, Sister Catherine, I'm surprised. I mean, you've been at our institution for a very long time, and as far as I know, you've been kind, loyal, and respectful. Why, just the other day, I told Father John that you were the best woman in this place. I meant what I said; I still do," he stated.
"Oh, Father, I'm not worthy of your praise. I'm not a woman of God, I'm a disgrace. No matter what you say, you can't change what I've done. Sooner, or perhaps later, we'll all have to pay for our sins," she sighed.
"Very true, very true," Peter laughed.
"Father Peter, I didn't come here to be laughed at, I came here to seek your advice. If you can't do that, I'll go to someone else," she exclaimed.
"Well, what do you expect me to say, exactly? I mean, at the end of the day, this is between you and God. Why, may I ask, do you want forgiveness, anyway?"
"Because I took a vow, of course," she stated.
"Do you love God?"
"Of course," she answered.
"Remember, you have to be honest," he stated.
"Well, to be perfectly frank, it's difficult to love something that you can't see. I know that shouldn't matter, but I'm human, after all. In order to love something, I need to touch it, see it, feel it. Without that, there is no love, only the pretense of it," she stated.
"Good job, Sister Catherine," Peter exclaimed.
"What do you mean?"
"Just because you love God, doesn't mean you can't love anyone else. As a priest, I'm expected to remain celibate, but for years now, I've been fucking Sister Naomi. You're right, it might be sinful, it might even be blasphemous, but if God is a loving God, he'll forgive us," Peter stated.
"Are you sure?"
"Sex, believe it or not, is a beautiful thing. You can either run from it, or you can embrace it," he exclaimed.
"That makes sense, I guess," Catherine stated.
"I'll tell you what, why don't you go to the cellar? There's some wine down there, and if we're careful, we can have a little toast," he laughed.
"Are you sure it's okay?"
"If I say it's okay, then it's okay," Peter replied.
Sister Catherine made her way to the cellar. When she arrived, however, she realized that the room was completely dark. Before she could turn on the light, the door closed. Catherine tried to open it, but no matter what she did, the door wouldn't respond.
"Someone, anyone, let me out," she screamed.
"Sorry, Sister Catherine, that wouldn't be appropriate," Peter laughed.
"What's the meaning of this?"
"It's a shame, I really thought you would pass the test," Peter laughed.
"Test? What test?"
"Well, you see, Sister Catherine, I have a very unique way of doing things. I thought you'd see through my deception, I guess I was wrong. By accepting your sinful behavior, you destroyed your chance to be redeemed. In other words, I played the part of the Devil, and you, whether you realized it or not, were playing the part of Eve," Peter laughed.
"This is illegal, you can't do this," she cried.
"Oh, I can, and I did," Peter laughed.