Smell. Her scent finally reaches my nostrils. Just like during today's dance, when I realized who I was squeezing in my arms. But now is not the time to clarify the relationship. I intercept by the fragile elbow and lift it, preparing to take it in my arms. I avert my eyes so as not to embarrass. Yes, I can see perfectly with my peripheral vision.

- Nobody hurt anyone, - says Eva, tapping her teeth and turning sideways, - But they could. Very, very well could.

Drops glisten on tight nipples compressed into pebbles, she covers the fluff in the lower abdomen with her palm, which has darkened from...