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Chapter 2
by
MoteDog
How does this story begin?
Sunny Side Nudist Resort
Sister Bertrille was returning from delivering test papers to new children who lived too far from the convent to attend its school daily. She had never flown in this area before and used a map before it was blown away. She did know she was now over the Sunny Side Nudist Resort. She hoped nobody looked up and thought she was spying on them. She didn't know. She couldn't bring herself to look down.
She was too busy thinking about being seen and not seeing she failed to notice one of the island's many hills. This hill was more important than most others. It was high and large enough to create a wind shadow. Her wind was no longer strong for lift!
A tree helped break her fall. But while the leafy twigs and branches of its crown slowed her down, they also whipped her, torn at her nun habit, and left many rips, along with the bumps and bruises. She stopped close enough to the ground that she was able to safely hop down. Once she was got her foot out of one of her shoes.
"Oh, great!" she said to herself, looking down at her big toe sticking out the hole in her black hose with runs in it.
Reaching up, she found what she knew she would find. The starched wings of her cornette were bent of their aerodynamic form. "No flying home for me. I'm going to have to walk."
She was on a slope with group of buildings below. She could see a pool, a barbecue area, picnic table, a tennis court, a volley ball court.... She felt herself blush when she saw that the two teams were naked! Men and women. Most were as young as she was. Away from the game, others were of mixed ages. All were naked. "That's right! I'm in a nudist resort." She burned redder when realized, "I'm a nun in a nudist resort."
Well, she wasn't one to let things get to her. She told herself all she had to do was walk down there as she was, explain what had happened.... No, maybe that wasn't such a hot idea. She had avoided becoming news, and Reverend Mother Placido didn't want any publicity. Without telling them she flew, how could she explain how she got in here, a nudist resort, her, a nun? Even if she didn't have to explain, being, again, a nun in a nudist resort wasn't something the Church would approve of. It was sure to go on her record.
What's next?
The Flying Nun
Turbulence
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