Encounter at the OperaChapter 3
The third act juxtaposes betrayals, deceptions and brutal deaths. I hope that discomfitures building the libretto will not apply to me as well. The first notes of the act sound in the theater and the young woman comes back to glue her body on me. She does not wait to rub her body of me, with her ass on my belly. She captures the hand that was previously in her sex and smells my fingers. I manage to free my left hand and bring it back to her skirt. I play first with the folds of the kilt,...