ann curry naked: The Epic Story of Courage, Mystery, and Love

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