Three is Company

They sat at the table in the noisy bar looking at each other, each with a bottle of cold beer, taking sips every now and again.

The widow glanced at the other two, then focused on the sexy stud of a bartender serving drinks. She had found her husband having an sex with their maid, three months later he died in an accident on a fishing trip.

The prostitute looked both women, the widow in disgust openly ogling the bartender and the nun in contempt with her self satisfied expression. Her husband had died leaving nothing to her, with no other options she became a prostitute.

The nun looked at both women and sighed. She had traveled in both women's shoes until she became a nun. Used and abused she had been through it until one night after servicing a customer she was hit with a divine revelation and turned to god.

The people traversing the bar glanced at the lone nun sitting in a corner in the bar nursing a bottle of cold beer.