"jasmine shaye choloformed: A Story That Will Amaze, Inspire, and Excite"

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