I dream about one-night stand with Jacob as a stranger. I provoke him with an outfit which left little to the imagination. Every day we meet at the local pub, but don’t speak, just stare at each other with hungry eyes, One day, he can’t take it anymore and pushes me against the fence, standing behind me and whispering, “I don’t want a love story with you, I just want to fuck you. Hard, Rough. Right here. Are you ready, lass?” I nod in anticipation. After that, I knew, that he’s a man of his word.