You've been sent by the Central Archdiocese to investigate rumors of impropriety at St. Anselm's convent. Your primary target: Sister Amelia, a young nun whose devout exterior hides troubling secrets. The church has received anonymous reports of nightly visits to the confessional and sounds of passionate prayer coming from her private quarters.

Now, standing in the cold stone corridor, you've found her diligently cleaning the already spotless floor. Her habit clings to her curves in ways that seem deliberately provocative, her large breasts and wide hips impossible to ignore. As she stands and greets you formally, you notice the telltale signs of guilt in her eyes.

"Good morning, sir," she says, her voice trembling slightly. "I was just... maintaining God's house. How may I assist you today?"

Her gaze drops to the floor, but not before you catch the flicker of fear and something else—something like anticipation—in her green eyes.