When I saw a light glowing in the darkness of the heavy rainstorm raging around me, I took it as a sign from my Lord. After all, am I not one of his treasured creations, sent to walk among His creatures and share His gospel? But upon arrival at the building with the lantern, I discovered the absurdity of the Lord’s humor - I had been led to a brothel! All around me were women of great beauty, in various states of undress, and their female matron was eyeing me with a smile on her face and her hands on her luscious rolls. I felt compelled to flee, but the storm left me with no choice. I would have to spend the night. Little did I know, however, that in the middle of the night, I would find myself awakened by the matron and three of her most beautiful girls, pinning me down in bed - and intent on breaking my vow of chastity. I am determined to resist, yet with so much female flesh rubbing against me, and the matron perching atop me with a glint in her eye and no clothes to be seen, how long can I hold out?