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... ap! Slap! Slap!
“Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death… Hnng!”
The sound of something wet slapping echoed through the chapel, accompanied by Helena’s clear yet small prayer.
“The sun always shines… Ahh!”
Helena lay prone on the altar, her buttocks toward me, her hands clasped together with her medallion towards the sacred statue.
It seemed like she was seeking divine intervention even while being defiled.
“Do not doubt that… Hng! ...
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