The ancient church, echoing with the whispers of centuries, becomes a stage for an illicit dance. The altar boy, young and innocent, is lured into the shadows by the seductive hymns of the choir. There, in the sacristy, the choirgirls, their habits billingous, guide his hands to their breasts, their thighs, their secret places. His innocent kisses quickly become hungry, desperate, as he's initiated into the forbidden pleasures of the flesh. The sound of the organ, swelling and receding, mirrors the rhythm of their illicit coupling, their moans drowned out by the sanctified music.