Lady Divine:
Jesus is then taken by the guards and stripped of his garments by these cruel soldiers. No torture is too hideous to them. They beat him with chains and whips for hours on end, until his flesh is lashed and streaked with blood. And all this time, Jesus could have used his power to free himself from this torture. But, the torture was part of the sacrifice he gave for all men. A sacrifice that will always be remembered as long as mankind survives. Oh, Saint Ursula. Oh, Saint Philip. Oh, Saint Catherine of Siena. Oh, Saint Bernadette. By this time, I picked up a strong sexual vibration from the lady behind me and I felt it was only proper to move away. It seemed nothing would make her stop. Not personally enjoying sexual encounters with members of the same sex, I made every possible move to discourage her. She seemed so sure of herself. Something that I naturally admire in people since I have, in a sense, the same and strong characteristic in myself. Although lesbianism has never really appealed to me. There was still a aura about her that attracted me to her. Even in awe of my distaste for such perversion. After carefully considering it, I decided to accept the infinite power itself that brought me to this church, I should, more or less, let fate have its way. I felt that if I cooperated with this mysterious woman, I could somehow benefit spiritually from the experience. Little did I know, what she had in mind. I felt her hand reach down and touch my legs, not at all casually, and I realized it was too late for social introduction. This lady had a grip on me that even *now* I find it hard to describe. She kissed me as if Christ himself had ordered every move of her experienced tongue. It was suddenly, I was suddenly uncomfortable, and although she had only said seven words to me, these words proved to be the keys to the most satisfying sexual experience of my entire life.
Mink:
Reconnect the stations of the cross. Reconnect the stations of the cross. Reconnect the stations of the cross!
Lady Divine:
It was then that I realized she was using her rosary as tool of erotic pleasure! Oh, Oh, she made me get to a kneeling position. Oh, Oh, my head was spinning. And all at once, she inserts her rosary into one of my most private parts. Oh, oh! Oh, oh! Oh, oh! Oh, Oh!
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