Description: Elder Ingles felt his lips press against President Lee’s, almost as if they were dancing with each other. It had been a long while sincehe’d tasted the older man and his passion seemed to know no bounds. As soon as Lee made his way into the room, finely groomed and ready for the young man’s ordination, it seemed as though all ritual and civility was cast aside. Instead of a distinguished president and an obedient missionary, they were reduced to their animal drives. Like two proud lions, they pawed at each other, playfully tearing at each other’s clothing, as if stripping each other of their formal attire would free them to do what nature made them to do. Elder Ingles took off his jacket, following President Lee’s lead, watching as the heavy coat slipped away to reveal his strong, broad shoulders. The young man was quick to tug at his tie, trying to see more of him faster and faster.