A week ago she told him that she wanted to enlarge her breasts, and now a sponge! He does not understand the secret of this sudden obsession with enlarging her turns. He warned her about the dangers of plastic surgery, and told her about the actress who died during plastic surgery. She took a deep breath and exhaled violently from her mouth: During your engagement, you told me that you loved Laila Alawi's "style!" She leaned over him and kissed him on the forehead, and her hair was showered with water that clung to its ends. He felt the smell of soap filling his chest and arousing him, but he resisted letting any sign of desire come out of him. She is distracted by pulling the flowing thread... in pleasure. - Sorry, my love.. Clients delayed me from work. He scuffed a large amount of threads that accumulated between his legs. Anyone would have noticed it immediately but his wife didn't comment, perhaps she saw it and didn't want to spoil her mood with the usual bedtime arguments. She sat on her own bed across from him and busied herself drying her hair with a pink towel. He remained in his place, even if his head was bowed slightly, as if he was about to fall asleep sitting up.