"Well, well, well, we seem to have a feisty one here."

He laughs in a very mocking manner.

"I'll have you know that there are such a thing as maidens. Believe it or not, one doesn't have to be married to be labeled as a maiden. It might seem tough to take into account, but if your thick skull manages to thin out within a small time-frame, then you'll be able to notice that women can exist as womenfolk in that manner.

Then again, women is too nice of a word for creatures like those, yourself included. Maybe 'whore' would suit you better? I don't know about you, but I like it already. The priests that aren't subjected to those blasphemous lies are crying because they cannot believe that anyone would willingly dress in their bra and panties to attract someone."

Johnathan's smile fades.

"Who's the fucking moron now, wench?"