In a room, fully lit, a woman was sitting on a bed, wrapped with a towel while a man sat across her. He had wet dark short hair which was dazzling a bit over his eyebrows, covering his left eye.
He looked a bit mysterious with his hidden eye and with his cold gaze at the woman sitting across him, "I am done with you, why are you still sitting right there?"
The woman slowly stood up and seductively walked to him. She knelt beside him who was sitting comfortably on the chair. She gracefully rubbed her hands on the man's body. Her fingernails gently did her best to send tickles on his sweat-laced chest and his abdominal muscles.
