Frankfurt am Main, GermanyApril 28
“Sorry, Kitty. I went too far last night, or rather this morning, I didn’t mean it. I didn’t want to make fun of the ass. I know he can’t help it, that he’s just sick. It just pissed me off that every time I turn around, there he is.”
Martin observed his wife from the bed. For almost a minute she struggled in vain to do up her bra. Now she gave up and the piece of lingerie was flung across the entire hotel room with an angry curse. Helena stood for a while undecided in the middle of the room, then she angrily kicked a chair and said, “Drat it, I want to sleep.” She grabbed her laptop and made her way back to the bed she’d just crawled out of.
“Do you hear me? I said I was sorry – that I went too far last night.”
“Hm. I want to sleep.” However, despite
