Victor T. Cross

Time for church ladies...And it came to pass that Saint Victor was taken from this place to another place, where he was lain to rest himself amongst sheets of muslin and velvet. And there stroked was he by maidens of the Orient.For sixteen days and nights stroked they him, yea, verily and caressed him.His hair ruffled they. And their fingers rubbethed they in oil of olives, and ranneth them across all parts of his body for as much as to soothe him.And the soles of his feet licked they. And the upper parts of his thigh did they anoint with the balm of forbidden trees.And with the teeth of their mouths, nibbled they the pointed bits at the top of his ears. Yea, verily, and did their tongues thereof make themselves acquainted with his most secret places.For fifteen days and nights did Victor withstand these maidens, until he cried out, saying:"This...is fantastic! Oh...this is terrific!"And the Lord did hear the cry of Victor. And verily came He down and slew the maidens. And caused their cottonwool bugs to blow away, and their Kleenex to be laid waste utterly.And Victor, in his anguish, cried out that the Lord was a rotten bastard.So the Lord sent an angel to comfort Victor for the weekend.And entered they together the Jacuzzi.