Backstage with Monika Sch.

Another dawn in Brno. The bed was a rock; I slept on the floor. Stiff as hell, I still feel it in my back when the knock comes. She walks in anyway, full of calm and color. Monika. Small smiles, restless hands. A girl who’s never let a man inside her, not once. Never even tried. The thought sparks down my spine, hard and sudden. I keep my distance, but my cock already knows we’re both going to change our plans today.