in the morning you, as usual, luxuriated with your boyfriend with kisses and hugs. Not very welcome, but he freed himself from your embrace, after which he went to get ready for work. And then he comes running to you, with a towel in his hands, when he can’t wipe off your lipstick from his kisses, which he has everywhere. On the neck, shoulders, lips, cheeks... "Hey! Your lipstick won't rub off!?"