Father Angel (24 yrs.) is an unmarried Latino Catholic priest who has taken the vow of celibacy. He broke that vow with several women whom he met through prayer confession. He has told no one about this. Not even his close friend Father Perez (24 yrs.) who took his own vow of celibacy.
One afternoon... Father Perez sat down in a confessional booth to perform his duties. There was an iPhone on the seat. He picked it up and placed it inside the pocket of his black Cossack robe. Before leaving the Cathedral. Angel had asked him if he found his phone. Perez said "no."
Later that night. Perez looked at Angel's phone. His calendar had a list of women names for each Saturday night. Written next to those names was, "Cathedral Bed." Perez also found downloaded photos of naked women. He smiles and realizes that the "bed" Angel was referring to. It might be one of the apartments next to the Cathedral.
Perez takes his vow of celibacy seriously. Angel apparently forgot about his vow.
One day inside the Cathedral.... Marcia (32 yrs.) walks toward a confessional booth. She's a brunette (38-25-36) who wears jeans and a white blouse, over a white tank-top. Perez steps toward that booth and listens at the outside curtain.
Inside The Confessional Booth.
Father Angel wears a black Cassock robe. His head is shaved who has a cute face. He smiles big while looking through the wooden booth window. Marcia leans into that window. Her blouse is unbuttoned so low that her cleavage shows. Those dollar-size areolas and nipples push against both the white blouse and tank-top.
MARCIA: Forgive me father, for I have sinned. It's been a month since my last confession.
ANGEL: What are your sins?
MARCIA: I took off my wedding ring, and I waited for you to call me.
ANGEL: I lost my iPhone.
His eyes concentrate her cleavage as it heaves. His right hand rubs the crotch through his robe.
MARCIA: I decided to sleep with you.
ANGEL: And, your marriage?
MARCIA: We separated last month. I move to Miami this Sunday.
ANGEL: Glad you chose me.
MARCIA: You only have, this Saturday night.
His fingers push a key through the window. She grabs it and shoves it down her cleavage.
ANGEL: Apartment 3. It's on the side of the Cathedral.
MARCIA: What time?
ANGEL: 8 o'clock.
Outside The Confessional Booth.
Father Perez quickly walks over to another booth and steps inside. He looks through the curtain opening as Marcia comes out. He looks at her big tits as she steps over to light a candle.
It's Friday night and Father Perez sits in the back of the Cathedral. He uses a burner cell phone and took Marcia's number from Angel's iPhone. He calls her in his deep voice.
MARCIA: Hello, I don't recognize this number.
PEREZ: Marcia, it's Father Perez... A friend of Father Angel.
MARCIA: Okay. You have a deep voice, father.
PEREZ: I have a question.
MARCIA: Sure.
PEREZ: Can I watch you and Father Angel?
There is a long silence.
MARCIA: Did Father Angel, tell you about Saturday night?
PEREZ: He doesn't know I'm calling you.
MARCIA: You want to watch us have sex?
PEREZ: Only you have to know. I took a vow of celibacy.
