Exploring Desire in jeune nue

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