The woman sighed in pleasure and smiled with satisfaction as she lay on her back. Her lover was beside her, breathing heavily. The smile on her face quickly evaporated when she saw her lover's eyes gazing blankly at the ceiling.

“When can I see you again, Yuri?” purred the woman.

Yuri remained silent and uninterested, her eyes staring dully at the ceiling.

“You're so gorgeous,” whispered the woman huskily into Yuri's ear, planting butterfly kisses on her shoulders and ignoring the silence.

“You still haven't answered my questi--,” continued the woman persistently, until Yuri abruptly moved away and curled in distaste.

“Yuri. Please. When can I see you again?” repeated the woman in a meek voice, looking up at Yuri with tearful eyes.

Yuri continued to ignore the woman while she gathered her clothes, which were scattered haphazardly around the room.

“I know you said this was only for today,” pleaded the woman, “but--”