Unlocking the Extraordinary Life of "faith lo (aka jane, kris)"

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