The NuN

The NuN

Oswaldo Perez Cabrera

The chapter began with the idea of Moctezuma and Bora of helping the human beings of Chiapas by bringing their best intentions.
After a winding and uncomfortable trip they arrived at last on the edge of civilization. There, where the government say it is impossible to reach or that they never heard of a community living in such a place. However, the little town is flooded with Coca Cola products and bizarre ways of manipulation that make unnecessary the participation of the three Mexican powers: executive, legislative and judicial. The TV.
There, they live in misery but happy dreaming and escaping with cheesy characters from soap operas or the soccer idol of the moment. There, where anytime a Marcos comes and with a speech he has a disposable army. There, where it exists even a greater danger, a hazard product of a mischievously way of manipulation of hundreds of years old: Religion.
The town was very small, poorly asphalted and hot as hell. The mission of the students was to help. Organizing the aid, teaching how to read and write, educating in sexual and legal matters, etc. This would be a very long story if I describe all the activities that can be done in a rural, poor community, YOU HAVE TO BE THERE.
Bora and Moctezuma began to work joining forces with other students of the National University between mud, misfortune, sickness transmitted by mosquitoes (repulsive animal created by God, Arthropod vampire, dipteran air force, aerodynamic culcid and many times mortal jaundice) hunger, stink, etc. All the calamities common in these societies that we ignore or pretend they don't exist. All the altruist labors done are irrelevant to this story whose goal is to disprove once again and a little more those church ministers who make money taking advantage of the people's grief, no matter what religion or cult we are talking about.
By those streets lived a strong nun from several years ago that the population trusted. She made all the typical activities of her profession and kept a close relation with the municipal president. Some even thought she was miraculous and gave her money constantly; the truth was she had city vices.
That fatidic afternoon the rain appeared commonplace that announces tragedy. Bora and Moctezuma were digesting their dinner. "The engineer" a regular student, shameful victim and whose name nobody knows or wants to remember for obvious reasons that will be clarified later, felt an upset stomach that announced the necessity to evacuate processed food. He headed to the lavatory, of course public or communal, with urine odors mixed with wet soil. He put his sticky pants down and began his maneuver when he heard someone else coming into the fecal recint. He could hear the sprinkle hitting the water. A comment was made about "The fucking heat" to him. It was a clearly masculine voice. He nodded. He wiped with relief believing that his interlocutor was gone. Suddenly, someone opened the wasted wood door abruptly and he saw in front of him a figure of six feet, maleficent eyes, and voluptuous smile to the max. Then he realized he was followed. He was trapped. The nun lifted her habit showing her hard penis. Yes my reader friend, it was the nun!! The homosexual cleric, the server of god claimed young flesh, the chameleonic ecclesiastic wanted student pleasure. "The engineer" tried to escape but the nun stopped him almost without any effort punching him on the nose. The student fell over his disposables. He was grabbed by the stomach and felt the warm sexual organ of the "priest" near his ass. He screamed as hard as he could, while he was manipulated easily. He wasn't that strong. The monk then penetrated him. He howled in pain, a smell of whiskey and shit in his nose, he wanted to die but only managed to faint while he was possessed like an inflatable doll by the representant of the church. Fortunately for the potential next victims, not the engineer who was loosing his anal cherry, Bora and Moctezuma were passing by and heard his screams. They broke into the washroom only to witness a grotesque spectacle. Bora tried to separate the intercourse but received a strong punch. Moctezuma tried the same but bounced. Bora knew that another try would be useless, so he went out running and shouting: "the nun is a macho" "The nun is a macho" several times across the streets. Meanwhile Moctezuma was screaming for help grabbing the macho nun legs. The efforts of these brave students paid well. Some of the locals succeeded and took down the aberrant nun discovering his manhood and the lie he had put for many years.
What happened next was made discreetly. After a severe beating the mad crowd conducted the rapist to a lonely paramo where the raging horde applied the justice they thought necessary and fair.
The charges: Deceit and Rape (s)?\Now the macho Nun rests at the foot of a tree. From "the engineer" nobody heard another thing and nobody knows where he is.