- And you? - I asked, barely moving my tongue.

"Me too," he said, suddenly swallowing. The Adam's apple jumped up and down at the intensity with which he said it.

I was paralyzed by anticipation. The pain receded for a while, as if curiously waiting for what would happen next. But the smell, the aroma, which was revealed due to water procedures, began its intoxicating dance. It enveloped me, slowly inflaming it, kindling not a scorching, but a pleasant and cozy fire inside me. Because I felt: the owner of THIS smell will definitely not make me feel bad.

Noticing how eagerly I looked at his body, a slight...