Strange moans could be heard. I slowly tried to find the source.
'Is someone having sex in the cathedral?'
Who on earth? But there was nothing visible.
Just long benches integrated with the marble floor. Further in, the single pulpit where the priest would deliver his sermon.
And even the confessional booth tucked away in the corner of the cathedral. Oh, wait a minute!
'If it's sex, isn't the confessional the best place? Let's watch!'
They say the two things in the world you can't stand to miss are a fight and a fire. And that 'fire' is precisely watching sex!
I approached the confessional. I found the source of the sound and entered from the opposite side. The other person continued to moan, seemingly not hearing the door open.
'Is it because of my Title?'
As I entered, a woman's shrill voice came from beyond the confessional screen.
"I'm cuming, cu-cuming, cu...cumming♥"
I peeked in. Surprisingly, it wasn't sex.
