I actually have some idea. (which is probably only a construct of my mind.)
You know to my upbringing priests are supposed to be celibate, that’s transgression number one.
And then there’s an other matter…
If I tally up the lovers I had in my life, I come out an equal number of both genders. Until I had to admit I enjoyed the idea (transgression) of women more than the women themselves, and stopped perusing women since it wasn’t fair to them any way I tried to spin it. I am not proud of having used those lovely ladies but I can’t say I regret any of the encounters.
Damn it, now I have to go smoke a cigarette and regain my composure.