The Cold, Buddhist Monk and the Demoness Found Their HE

After I fell off a cliff with the aloof Buddhist monk, his tightly shut eyes and austere, desireless expression made my heart flutter. I knew far too many ways to make a man lose control. In a cave lit by a bonfire, my bare shoulders exposed, I nestled in his arms and gently lifted his chin with one hand... Later, the elders of his sect angrily demanded that the monk be tortured to death. All because he had touched their private property.