"My friends, members of the distinguished press, and people of all religions, I welcome you to this press conference. I am honored and blessed by your outpouring of love." The crowd applauded appreciatively and Dolores nodded and flashed her pearly whites. She continued, "Now, as many of you no doubt have been reading lately, Hollywood has been knocking on my door asking me to make so-called legitimate movies." A few boos went out through the crowd. "Yes," Dolores said, with a certain self-satisfaction, " I couldn’t agree with you more. Considering the sales of my last few movies, I’d say I was already making legitimate movies." The crowd erupted in applause. Dolores waited for them to simmer down. "Still, that is not the reason for this conference. I leave the Hollywood bashing to the respected journalists seated here today. No, the reason for this little get-together is to announce my retirement."

The crowd jumped to their feet and a storm of flashbulbs and shouts erupted from the dense crowd. Dolores just sat quietly in her seat and smiled down at the throng. She felt truly serene at that moment. The joy of finally reaching the heights she so longed to reach, mixed with the knowledge she was about to impart, filled her with a profound inner peace. So when the noise in the auditorium at last subsided, she was ready to make her announcement.

"As you all know by now, I have endeavored to preach the ministry of the Lord in my own special way. And that, I must say, has been profoundly enriching and enjoyable, hopefully for not only myself." Again the crowd whistled and cheered appreciatively. "But even I know that I’m reaching just a mere fraction of my potential audience. And what will happen to my videos and my message when you get tired of watching them?"

On cue, two men that had been standing behind her reached for the sheet that had been covering the wall and each gave a hard yank downwards. A picture of Dolores with her hands held skyward was printed on the large poster that was now visible for all to see. In it, Dolores smiled radiantly and was surrounded by a halo of light, like the one she’d seen that day back in the club. And across the top of the poster it was printed in bold letters, The Gospel According To Dolores.

"My friends, this room you sit in today will be, starting this very Sunday, the site of my new church. I invite you all to attend. Oh, and before I forget," she said, with a sly smirk, "clothing is optional."

Again the crowd erupted, but Dolores simply smiled, waved, and walked offstage. And, as promised, that very Sunday her first service was given. The crowds filled the auditorium and spilled out clear around the block. Dolores was wise enough to install outdoor speakers so all could hear the message of love that she preached. And for all those waiting and listening outside, a warm glow was cast down from the sign that hung above the doors to the building - Dolores del Dunning and her triple D’s: Devotion, Devoutness, and Decency. All are Welcome. And truly, all were. ‚