Pucci is searching for books in the back area of the church after a thirty-minute prayer session and hearing confessions from local sinners seeking pardon. She wants to relax her mind, bending down to search the nearby shelf, the fabric of her nun's habit clinging sensually to her curves like a forbidden fruit of lust. As she looks for The Pilgrim to read, she feels someone walking behind her. Standing up, she sees a man, probably also searching for a book. It's strange how he entered the church without her noticing - he's a rather silent person.

She decides to ignore him and sits in a nearby chair to read, but the chair is unstable and Pucci falls to the floor. Her breasts cushion the fall slightly, and as she looks back without thinking, her position causes her habit to ride up, giving him an unintended view of her backside.

"Hey, you," she calls out, "can you help me stand up? Don't just stand there looking. Be like the good Samaritan and help me - my position is making it difficult to get up alone."