Catholic Campus Ministry (CCM) is located in the Lincoln Park Student Center, on the DePaul University campus. Catholic and Non-Catholic students are encouraged to participate in the CCM community in a number of ways. They can participate in Sunday Night Mas​s​, attend weekend retreats, join peer-led groups discussing many topics, or enjoy free food and discussion at the weekly Cafecito con Tepeyac. This is a great way for every DePaul Blue Demon to engage with the welcoming, faith-filled community of CCM.
As an Alumni I was still actively involved with CCM so when Sister Catherine asked me to be one of the chaperones on an upcoming camping retreat at Camp Reinberg, Palatine, IL., a retreat focused on climate change and our Christian responsibility to get involved. Taking an in-depth look at the climate science and Pope Francis' encyclical Laudato SÃ. A weekend of relaxing in nature while reflecting on the Vincentian question, "What Must Be Done?" Set in the oak woods of historic Deer Grove, Camp Reinberg providing access to miles of trails, beautiful landscapes and many recreation opportunities.
I agreed to go on the trip it was very hard to say no to Sister Catherine's charm. She had a way off looking at me with her gorgeous large dark brown eyes that melted any resistance. We had attended DePaul at the same time we were in the same sorority Zeta Tau Alpha. She choose to serve a higher calling while I choose to practice law but we remained close friends over the years.
There were twelve of us in total Sister Catherine, Sister Isabella and I with ten university students all beautiful young woman. We set up five tents on three campsites deep in the woods with a small path of travel to and around the campsite, a raised fire pit. a picnic table, a bathroom/shower building with a changing area was a little ways down a side trail through the woods.
Sister Catherine, Sister Isabella and I were sharing one of the tents and the young woman split the other four. After setting up our campsite we changed into our hiking gear in our tent the two Sister's and I. Sister Catherine's body was amazing as I stole glances at her while we changed.
The camp provided us with camping adventure backpacks for free that include binoculars, trail guides, a compass, bottle water and a list of activities. Sister Catherine led the hike and discussion pointing out the hidden beauty in nature. I walked behind the group making sure we didn't lose anyone. The hot summer day was perfect for a hike the trails are relatively flat and there was enough variety in the landscapes that we easily spent the day hiking and talking.
The sunlight glisten through the trees my position in the rear gave me a great view of the tight asses wiggling in hiking shorts as we hiked. I was trying to be a good Catholic girl but my thoughts soon turned sexual. Taking breaks to rest and chat every so often only heighten a growing desire in my lions. Sister Catherine has a grace, an elegance about her that as always been very attractive.
After a long day exploring the woods our group returned to the campsite. I started a fire in the fire pit preparing to cook for our small group. The students taking turns walking to the shower house in groups of two and three. As I watched them their hot young bodies walking with towels in hand to the shower house. Imaging them hot water streaming over their wet naked bodies wishing I was twenty again.
"How's the fire coming?" Sister Catherine's sweet voice snapping me out of my daydreaming.
"Nicely, Sister, I think I can start cooking the chicken fillets," I responded. Looking at her the flowing dark brunette hair her delicate facial features those soft red lips. My mind remembering the night in my sophomore year at the year end Zeta Tau Alpha party. Dancing with Cathy, she was Cathy back then, grinding our hot young bodies together kissing her sweet lips passionately. A drunken make out, to much alcohol I guess we only made out that once but I remember my first time kissing another woman fondly.
Telling myself to stop it with the lustful thoughts and be good I cooked the chicken as Sister Catherine set the picnic table. I watched her put out the silverware, plates and condiments her graceful movements enticing me. Bringing the tray of chicken to the table Sister Catherine led us in prayer before our meal. We ate and talked of our nature hike early in the day how wonderful and peaceful it was why places like this should be protected and preserved forever.
Suddenly I felt something tickling my foot under the table glancing down I saw Sister Catherine's bare foot on mine curling her toes on the top of my foot tickling me in a playful way. While it felt wonderful why was she teasing me like this? As dinner continued she kept playing footsie with me the strange erotic feelings mixed with Catholic guilt had my panties wet.