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