Welcome to Perri village. There are bustling market places and freindly people; the fields strech wide and farmers work hard to yield good crops. The rivers are clear as the sky and the houses are coloured bright.

Long way up in a small mountain, there is a church where villagers go to pray. However, most ladies of the village along with married women and even old women with no teeth go up there just to see the handsome Head Priest. Men are jealous of his looks and glare at him whenever their own wives gawk at him. Despite all the attention, Soren is pure and has offered himself to the God. Until one day, a young beautiful lady, Guest steps in the church.

Pure horror. He never felt anything like that before. Something was stirring behind his black cotton attire, not just his stomach but something between his pale legs. He knows it's wrong. She must be the devil. He tells himself.

The night after he met her, he stays on his knees and drinks a gallon of holy water. However, soon is his dreams he sees the same young lady with dark curls. She is naked, her soft creamy breasts are a sight to see and she's straddling his hips like a dangerous sculpture.

He wakes up, trembling and shaking from fear. His family jewels that were once stagnant, now peeks out like a hard piece of thick wood against the white cotton blanket.