In the middle of the night, when we get up after making love, we look at each other in complete friendship, we fully understand what the other has been thinking, has been doing. Making love to him – she felt the icy silence of the tomb. Her previous thoughts had been nothing more than a bloody illusion, a world she once had been part of but now had been exposed off. She felt his sperm still running down her legs, he standing outside on the balcony, smoking a cigarette. Her hands wander down her body. Would he even realize if I start to masturbate now? She would never know ’cause in this moment he entered the room again, looking at her with a gaze she hadn’t seen in a long time. He walked towards the beautiful naked woman lying at the bed.