Gustav drove away the suggestive, exciting memories from himself. Looking at the white sheet of the text document, he began to dictate:
"Alfred was walking to the appointment with his heart pounding. Would Janek still be waiting for him? The uncertainty did not give him peace of mind. He craved this meeting like nothing in the world. He longed to touch his beloved's hard belly, untie the strings of his pants and put his hand..."
"Hey!" outraged David suddenly. "What are you dictating to me?"
"What do you mean, what? My book."
"Well, yes, but this scene..."
"After all, you know what kind of books I write" Gustav looked at him with feigned astonishment. The truth is that he was well aware of how writing such a scene would affect his beloved, and he was only looking forward to his reaction with excitement.
"Well, yes, but... You can't write about sex alone," David gave the impression of being sincerely indignant.
