brother taxi: A Tale of Challenges, Triumphs, and Surprises

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