The next day...
Monterey, Mexico at 7 am.
Irina was preparing a change of clothes for Ferdinand who was still sleeping on the bed, even though he should have woken up to go back to work by now.
"Honey, wake up...I've prepared warm water for you," Irina said, putting the blue suit on the edge of the bed.
Ferdinand stretched, stretching his stiff muscles. The man who was only naked and wearing a gray blanket was silent with a languid look, looking so tired and like he had no more energy. Hmm, could it be that he is tired of satisfying women's lust, then after that he has to return to satisfy his wife at home?
"Or do you want to take the day off?" Irina asked while approaching Ferdinand, then sat on the edge of the bed. She stroked her husband's cheek, looking at his slightly pale face. "You look limp, pale ... I think you better not work," she continued.
