The cathedral's hushed, echoing silence is shattered by the soft, rhythmic thuds of flesh on flesh. Barcelona's priest, a man of the cloth, finds solace in the arms of a young, sensual nun, her habit discarded, her body naked and yearning. He, still in his cassock, thrusts into her with fervent, guilty desire. She arches her back, taking him deeper, her fingers clawing at his shoulders. Their whispers of prayer mingle with moans of ecstasy, as they sin together in the house of God.