Chastity's Predicament
The young nun was in a whirl of confusion. How could Mother be asking this of her? How could she ever look Father in the face again if he was to see her without her habit, if he was to be the first man to ever see her private parts? She knew Mother was God's representative in the convent and whatever she said came first from God. Did God want her to be naked? Slowly, reluctantly, she stood and allowed herself to be led by the hand to where Mother Superiors clothes lay in a pile on the floor.
"Just relax, Sister Chastity; I will do it for you."
Mother now stood behind her and she felt the older woman's hands reach round, move up the side of her face and slowly slide the veil from her head. Her long, blonde hair had been cut when she first entered the convent but it
