It was time for Father John's Saturday night bath, and the young nun,
> > Sister Magdalene, had prepared the bath water and
> > towels just the way the old nun had instructed. Sister Magdalene was also
> > instructed not to look at Father John's
> > nakedness if she could help it, do whatever he told her to do, and pray.
> >
> > The next morning the old nun asked Sister Magdalene how the Saturday night
> > bath had gone.
> >
> > "Oh, sister," said the young nun dreamily, "I've been saved."
> >
> > "Saved? And how did that come about?" asked the old nun.
> >
> > "Well, when Father John was soaking in the tub, he asked me to wash him,
> > and while I was washing him he guided my hand
> > down between his legs where he said the Lord keeps the Key to Heaven."
> >
> > "Did he now?" said the old nun evenly.
> >
> > Sister Magdalene continued, "And Father John said that if the Key to
> > Heaven fits my lock, the portals of Heaven would be
> > opened to me and I would be assured salvation and eternal peace. And then
> > Father John guided his Key to Heaven into my
> > lock."
> >
> > "Is that a fact?" said the old nun even more evenly.
> >
> > "At first it hurt terribly, but Father John said the pathway to salvation
> > was often painful and that the glory of God
> > would soon swell my heart with ecstasy. And it did, it felt so good being
> > saved."
> >
> > "That wicked old bastard," exclaimed the old nun. "He told me it was
> > Gabriel's Horn and I've been blowing it for 40
> > years."
> >
>
> > Sister Magdalene, had prepared the bath water and
> > towels just the way the old nun had instructed. Sister Magdalene was also
> > instructed not to look at Father John's
> > nakedness if she could help it, do whatever he told her to do, and pray.
> >
> > The next morning the old nun asked Sister Magdalene how the Saturday night
> > bath had gone.
> >
> > "Oh, sister," said the young nun dreamily, "I've been saved."
> >
> > "Saved? And how did that come about?" asked the old nun.
> >
> > "Well, when Father John was soaking in the tub, he asked me to wash him,
> > and while I was washing him he guided my hand
> > down between his legs where he said the Lord keeps the Key to Heaven."
> >
> > "Did he now?" said the old nun evenly.
> >
> > Sister Magdalene continued, "And Father John said that if the Key to
> > Heaven fits my lock, the portals of Heaven would be
> > opened to me and I would be assured salvation and eternal peace. And then
> > Father John guided his Key to Heaven into my
> > lock."
> >
> > "Is that a fact?" said the old nun even more evenly.
> >
> > "At first it hurt terribly, but Father John said the pathway to salvation
> > was often painful and that the glory of God
> > would soon swell my heart with ecstasy. And it did, it felt so good being
> > saved."
> >
> > "That wicked old bastard," exclaimed the old nun. "He told me it was
> > Gabriel's Horn and I've been blowing it for 40
> > years."
> >
>