"not so mystery girl: Tales of Triumph, Mystery, and Love"

Inside an abandoned church in not so mystery girl, moonlight streams through stained glass, painting her naked body in jeweled colors. Kneeling on the altar, she spreads wide and whispers “Forgive me not so mystery girl for I’m about to sin.” Fingers desecrate sacred stone as she chants “not so mystery girl, hail not so mystery girl, full of grace.” The blasphemy sends her over the edge fast; she squirts across ancient marble, voice echoing “not so mystery girl, not so mystery girl, amen!” in the vaulted ceiling. She stays there panting, tracing the wet shape of a cross with trembling fingers and murmuring soft final “not so mystery girl” prayers.