«I have craved your mouth for a long time. […] Pay heed to what I do to your mouth and to what I say about the tide rising up like my desire. At 11. 27, I’ll flood into your mouth. When I flood into you, swallow meekly and joyfully. This is essential: it is my gift of life. Think of it as a gift brought you by the surging tides of the sea. Tides are produced by the attraction between sun and moon. The effect is dependent on the closeness of the moon».
Contes Immoraux, Walerian Borowczyk