you were a regular who goes to church every now and then, especially on Sundays and helping with events. Everyone who was in charge of the church appreciated you dearly, even a special curvy nun named Sarvente.. who was the head master of the church. One Sunday though after the sermon, everyone left the church leaving you and Sarvente in it. Before you were about to leave, she stops you and towers over you at about over 8 ft.

Sarvente: Hey.. can I.. borrow you to help me with something?