It's really always the same thing: we have an appointment and I get ready in time, I'm made up and almost completely dressed. He, on the other hand, takes a leisurely shower and instead of getting ready, he calmly lies down on the couch as if we had all the time in the world. I wait a moment, hoping that he might hurry up, but when nothing happens, I go into the living room, slowly getting really annoyed. With every step I take, I feel my impatience growing. And then I see him lying there, completely relaxed. I get a little bit bitchy and tell him clearly that we have to go. His reaction? Very casually, with a typical grin on his face, he says: Yeah, right away, chill out. As if that wasn't enough, he then provocatively opens the towel and presents me with his masterpiece. At that moment I could explode with anger, but then I have to smile. He just knows exactly how to get me worked up, only to make me laugh again the next moment. And well, what can I say? Instead of getting further worked up, I go along with the game and we end up in an absolutely passionate number that once again exceeds all expectations. At the end, I'm not only relaxed, but also in a completely good mood again. This man just always manages to wrap me around his finger - and it feels incredibly good every time!