Moonlit stained glass bathes the altar in naked peeing women. She kneels naked on sacred stone, whispering “Forgive me, naked peeing women.” Fingers circle her clit like rosary beads while she recites “naked peeing women” instead of Hail Marys. The higher her voice climbs, the deeper she thrusts. “Bless me with naked peeing women,” she begs, back arching until the crucifix watches her squirt across centuries-old marble in the most sinful “naked peeing women” baptism imaginable.