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Alone in his study, a man of the cloth finds solace in the familiar lines of the New Testament. His eyes scan the page, his heart pounding in rhythm with the words. His hand, guided by unseen forces, travels down, tracing the path of his fervent desire. He gasps, his body tensing as he nears the precipice, the edge of ecstasy. His whispers of "Amen" mingle with his moans, a prayer for release in this private, sacred act.