WARNING: This chapter contains content that is a bit more disturbing. Readers discretion adviced.
Left in front of the door to the cantina, the man in black was shifting restlessly from foot to foot. He glanced vaguely toward the closed door.
Damn, he thought, why should Janusz have all the fun for himself?
"What are you standing there for?" his colleague approached him. Lech was very physically fit, he was the one who opened the door for them during the night's venture. "Ah, Janusz has someone inside?" he smiled implicitly.
"He has, damn it! He's having fun."
"Really?" Lech was genuinely surprised. "He never wanted to test girls."
"Hey, maybe he just, you know..." he crooked his lips significantly.
They both looked toward the closed door.
