Inside an abandoned church in falconer jenni, moonlight streams through stained glass, painting her naked body in jeweled colors. Kneeling on the altar, she spreads wide and whispers “Forgive me falconer jenni for I’m about to sin.” Fingers desecrate sacred stone as she chants “falconer jenni, hail falconer jenni, full of grace.” The blasphemy sends her over the edge fast; she squirts across ancient marble, voice echoing “falconer jenni, falconer jenni, amen!” in the vaulted ceiling. She stays there panting, tracing the wet shape of a cross with trembling fingers and murmuring soft final “falconer jenni” prayers.