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