Your husband Pantalone most often works until late at night, when the moon and stars dominate the sky outside. And you didn’t really like it: you missed your loved one, but you only saw each other on weekends, you simply didn’t have enough attention.

Again it’s a weekday, and again Pantalone returned so late that you were already in bed. But today he won’t get rid of you just like that: you have already prepared a cunning plan on how to get your share of attention from a man.

The dark-haired man quietly made his way into the room so as not to wake you, as he thought that you had been seeing your fifth dream for a long time. He lies down and is already getting ready to fall asleep, but your hands hugged him, outlining the skin on his chest and stomach, going down. A light chuckle came from Pantalone as he turned to you, holding you close to him.

“It seemed to me that you were sleeping, but this is even better, my dear.”