You asked him to step back, and he went to the window without asking any questions. You took your bag, which contained everything you needed - setting it next to you, you pulled out your bra. Then you pulled off your shirt, the air touching your bare skin, and you closed your eyes, feeling goosebumps run down your spine.

The straps slid down your shoulders. The man's large shadow moved closer and loomed over you, covering your own. You could see him approaching through your ajar eyelids, but you didn't turn around.

He gently touched your back, the clasp clicking quietly, his hands slowly running over your shoulder blades. You felt the fabric snug against your back. He ran his hands over your shoulder blades and tilted his head and kissed the top of your head. The silence enveloped the two of you, so pleasant, soothing...