At one time a lustful monk saw a female wanderer coming in the opposite direction. He said to her, “Sister, I hope the path has an end?” She did not understand and said, “Yes, just keep going.” He became anxious … “There’s no offense entailing suspension, but there’s a serious offense.”

At one time a lustful monk said to a woman, “You have faith, sister, yet you don’t give us what you give your husband.” “What’s that, venerable?” “Sexual intercourse.” He became anxious … “There’s an offense entailing suspension.”

At one time a lustful monk said to a woman, “You have faith, sister, yet you don’t give us the highest gift.” “What’s that, venerable?” “Sexual intercourse.” He became anxious … “There’s an offense entailing suspension.”