Sister Marie had always enjoyed helping Father Paul at weddings, and today at Mandy's wedding it was no different.
Sister had devoted her life to Mother Church, ever since she had discovered at an early age that she like the company of women. Hoping that the church would rid her of her secret desires.
A secret she kept hidden, except if somebody looked hard in Sister's little apartment they would discover some very adult toys, that were kept in a secret place.
Mandy, on the other hand had enjoyed the company of boys, but never let them do more than give her a kiss, before rushing home and letting her fingers release her sexual tension.
It was not that she didn't want to have sex, but coming from a small town in Canada, she felt word might leak out of her sexual exploits.
During these times of solitary sex, Mandy occasionally thought of girls in a sexual way, but dismissed it as a sexual fantasy. Something that would never happen.
So it came to pass that Mandy met Alex while at college and they decided to marry. It was to be a small wedding, simply because Mandy's mother couldn't attend, and she was to be all alone at the wedding, in the biggest city she had ever seen.
The day finally arrived and Mandy was joyful, as she arrived at the church, wearing a totally wonderful white gown, and being met by Sister Marie, who had some very bad news.
Ushering her into the rectory, Sister took Mandy's hand in hers and told her that the church had received word that the wedding was off.
It seemed that Alex's family had notified the church that he had changed his mind and had left for the United States that very morning.
Mandy considered killing herself right there and then. Luckily Sister Marie was there to console her.
"Why me? Why did this have to happen to me? Mandy said, to no one in particular. It was then that Sister Marie took her in her arms, and said, "sometimes life gives us some very harsh lessons."
"Out of all of this you will find true love. I'm sure of that."
As Mandy rested her head on Sister's chest she noticed something. The fragrance on Sister's habit was that of the incense, and it also was very erotic.
She also noticed something else. She noticed that Sister's breathing was getting deeper, almost heavier.