Nku and Opula lay in the bed and stared into the ceiling. They had been like that for thirty minutes with absolute quietness dominating their presence. Nku took much interest in his phone, turning his back to Opula and sighing heavily. Opula wondered if she was a well moulded brick that Nku could not feel anything for her. She made sure every of her feline endowment was on point.

Before the arrival of Nku, she had properly applied her Guerlain lipstick and bathed her neck with a moderate spray of Hot Ice body spray. Looking into the mirror with her lips pouted, she had carefully stretched her Brazilian hair and...