Mate of mine had a nightclub and there was a part of the premises that the previous owner had turned into a bar without any permissions; so it had never been used operationally.
And within that space there was some fixed seating with a mural of the Last Supper as the pattern. Like the whole scene; across some fabric in this seating. It was a decadent room. It was also a weird room.
And as is/was the fashion among many nightclub owners, my mate used to take numerous females who were attending the club to the space to have sexual relations. All entirely consensual btw. And one night he was having such relations with a female in that space, on that fixed seating, and when he was about to deliver the goods, he asked her where she’d like it.
And she said: ‘On Jesus’.
And he did.