In the quiet of the convent, Sister Llama finds herself alone with the priest, Father Novi. He's new, young, and his presence stirs something within her. She watches him, her eyes lingering on his hands, imagining them exploring her body. When he asks her to help organize the library, she eagerly agrees. As they work, she feels his gaze on her, and she can't help but sway her hips, teasing him. Their hands brush, and she feels a jolt of electricity. She wants to sin, to feel his cock inside her, to hear him moan her name. But she's torn, her faith warring with her desires.