In the living room 


looking at one another, the rain started to fall, and in the room adjacent to the main entrance and into the corridor, Helena masturbated for the third time until feeling satisfied enough to continue her lessons.

She smelled herself

Buttoned herself up and right at the moment Raphaela opened the door and saw her standing against the wall, with one hand on her nose and a picture cut from an old newspaper in the other.

"Don’t judge me"

"It is quite too late for that"