Chapter 24: Setting Up Sarah

Sister Sarah was in a quandary. She thought that she ought to report what she'd seen. She was sure she should. But she didn't know whom she could talk to. Sarah was an outsider. Even after three years in the Order, she did not feel as if she belonged. And, if she couldn't tell the Mother Superior, then who could she turn to. Not the priest, obviously, because he was involved, too. Finally after worrying over it for three daysshe decided that the monk could help her out of her dilemma.

Sarah's problem was that she'd seen the priest in bed with the Mother Superior. And then she'd seen him fuck Christina. And then with the Mother Superior, again. This was a sin. Sarah knew it was a sin because it was because of sinning that way that she, herself, was in the convent.

The nun felt like an outsider for two reasons. One was her size. She was almost six feet tall and weighed a solid one hundred seventy five pounds. The other was that she felt that she was an imposter. She had to appear pure but she was most definitely not. Not from the time her uncle had seduced her at age eleven until she had been sent here at seventeen could she have been considered pure. Of course it now appeared that she was not the only impure nun in the convent.

The nun, at eleven, had already been a very big girl. It was her size, initially, that had caught her Uncle Charley's eye. He had just moved in to live with her mother, his older sister, a single-parent. At twenty, he was a rather unprincipled young man who believed, 'if they're big enough, they're old enough'. And, in his mind, his plump five foot seven inch niece with the two oranges showing on her chest was definitely big enough and, therefore, old enough.

It had all started shortly after he moved in. Sarah had just come from the shower and was wearing a light sweater that she'd outgrown and skimpy shorts that made her plump bottom look even larger than it was. He met her in the upstairs hallway.

"My God, Sarah. You're getting to be a big girl now, aren't you?" he said as, playfully he put his hands on her breasts. The two orange-sized mounds were clearly outlined beneath the too tight sweater and, when he squeezed them, the girl giggled nervously.

"I'm almost twelve, Uncle Charley. But I wish the rest of me wasn't so big? Do you think I'm too big? Like? I mean, for a girl?"

"I like big girls." he said, "Especially one that are big up here." and he gave her breasts another squeeze toshow her what he meant. "Have the boys started bothering you yet, Sarah?"

"Well, not 'zackly, Uncle Charley? But they make fun of me coz I'm so big. They keep askin' me to play football coz I'm bigger'n most of the guys my age. 'Cept, when I do, they keep grabbin' me ... you know? Like, where you got me now only they hurt."

"Has your mother taught you how to handle them? Do you know what they'll try to do to you?"

"Uh? I don't think so, Uncle Charley? She don't talk to me much?" and as she answered, the big young girl looked at her uncle questioningly, as if waiting for him to tell her more. Since his arrival she had watched everything he did and even knew that he had a girlfriend who was not as big as she. Of course his girlfriend was almost twenty and Sarah hoped that, someday, she could be his girlfriend instead. She didn't think, or know, that his being her uncle made any difference

Charley noticed that she had not tried to pull away from him and, as they stood in the hallway, he continued to squeeze her firm, young tits. He looked at the rest of her body, seeing that she had wide hips and big, strong thighs. She was quite plump but looked firm and she really had no waist but she certainly looked big enough to give a guy a good ride. He wondered if she was still a virgin?

"What do you know about guys and girls, Sarah? Like? Has your mom told you how to handle guys? Like, when they start going after you?"

"No? I don't think so? Whaddya mean, Uncle Charley?"

"Well ... like ... Has she told you about your body? And what happens to a girl when she ... like? When she gets older?"

"Do you mean? Like? When I get bigger up top? Like I started, now? Is that what you mean?"

"Sort of, Sarah. That's part of it. Have boys tried to do things to you yet?""

"I don't know what you mean, Uncle Charley? Do what?"

"Let's go sit on the bed, Sarah. I think we should have a little talk." he said as he led her into the nearest bedroom and, compliantly, the young girl sat on the big, wide bed.

The twenty year old sat on the edge of the bed beside his niece and asked, "Hasn't your mom told you about that sort of thing? I mean, about guys and girls?"

"N.no? I don't think so? Like? What do you mean, Uncle Charley?"

"Well, Sarah, I guess you're old enough to know. In fact, when I see how you're growing, you likely need to know. And since I'm your uncle, she may be expecting me to show you."

The big eleven year old stirred uneasily, wondering what he meant. She didn't have any close friends so she had not been involved in the usual girl-talk where most girls got their first knowledge of this sort. Incorrect though that knowledge usually was.

"Do you know what boys are going to try to do with you, Sarah? Have any of them tried anything yet?"

"N.no? I don't think so?" the girl replied uncertainly.

"Maybe you're still too young, then. You're such a big girl that I have difficulty remembering that you aren't twelve yet. I guess it can wait until you're older? It's just that you're getting pretty big up here? And that's going to attract the boys to you. Have you? Like? Have you started having your period yet?"

"Yeah? I been ... like ... For 'most a year, Uncle Charley? Why?"

"Well ... I guess that means you're getting mature, Sarah. Perhaps we shouldn't wait until you're twelve. But I don't know if I ought to be the one who shows you. Your mom hasn't asked me to. Not yet. She may be planning to have someone else show you?"

"Oh, Gee, Uncle Charley. I'd rather have you show me," the girl said innocently. In the month that he'd been there, she had become very attached to him. She had grown up in a manless house and it had been real fun having this good looking young man around. She liked him a lot.

"I don't know, Sarah? If I do, then we'd better not tell your mother? Just in case she doesn't want me to be the one?" The immoral young man had no qualms about what he was planning. Her youth was, in his mind, not a factor. If he didn't do it, then some other guy would, and probably pretty soon. And the incestuous nature of what he would do did not bother him either. He had been sneaking looks at his ten years older sister since he was twelve and his initiation had been by his sixteen year old cousin when he was fourteen.

"I won't tell, Uncle Charley. I want you to be the one to show me. Like, since I don't have a real dad or nothin'. Show me, Uncle Charley. Mom ain't gonna be home fer three hours. Can yuh show me before she gets home?" The buxom adolescent was not sure what her uncle was going to show her but it must be a kind of grownup thing because of the way he'd been talking. And she wanted to be grownup. She was already bigger than most of the teenage girls in her school.

The young man put his hands on the girl's shoulders and pushed her down on her back on the bed. She lay back trustingly as he slid his hands under her tight sweater. "What're yuh gonna do, Uncle Charley?" she asked, disturbed by his touch. His hands on her bare breasts gave her a funny feeling in her belly.

"I need to find out how grown up you are, Sarah. Like, if you're old enough. I'll touch you in different places and you can tell me how it feels to you. Do you know how babies are made?"

The big, young girl blushed as she replied, "Uh, well? Not 'zackly, Uncle Charley? Like, I been told that ... like? Promise yuh won't laugh. I been told that the man gets inside down here, somehow? And after that the woman has a baby ... a long time after ... is that right?"

"It's sort of like that, Sarah. He gets in her and then he shoots some cream in her. And girls can get babies too, you know. That's why you should know about it. If you don't then some boy may get in you and make a baby. Do you want to learn more?"

As he talked, the horny young man had been rubbing her firm, budding breasts and the nipples were now hard and pressing into his palms. "Does what I'm doing now make you feel good?"

"Uh? I think so? Uh, I feel kinda funny ... down in my stomach?"

"That's a sign that you're old enough, Sarah." Charley said as he pushed the tight sweater up and began to pull it off over her head.