In the cabin: -- "Come up here." The man patted the side of the bed.
"No," the woman said coyly.
"Come on, let's chat for a bit."
"Can't we talk just as well on the sofa?"
"It's more comfortable on the bed," the man replied, thinking to himself, "She's already in the room, it's just the two of us, what is she holding out for? But before anything happens, she might still escape, so caution is best."
Sure enough, the woman declared, "I think I'll go home."
"Just talk for a while," the man suggested, "Half an hour or so."
"No," the woman firmly replied.
"Fifteen minutes, surely fifteen minutes is okay, right?"
"No," she insisted.
"Five minutes, I'm only asking for five minutes. You wouldn't be that cruel, would you?"
Finally, the woman nodded.
The man went over and hugged her, kissed her, and caressed her. She accepted all this and responded strongly herself, but she still refused to get into bed with him. The man realized he had to make some serious promises.
"We can get into bed, if you don’t want me to do anything, I won’t. Trust me," the man raised three fingers in a scout-like gesture.
"You're lying," the woman said, "Isn't this nice? If you love me, you wouldn't force me. Why must you insist on doing *that*?"
"I just want to hold you. The feeling of hugging someone, or being hugged, doesn't happen every day. It’s such a comforting sensation," the man delivered his final persuasion.
The woman lowered her head in thought. The man pulled her onto the bed, they kissed again, and then both lay down.
The man tightly embraced her, enjoying the comfort of pressing his arms against her body, which she also agreed was pleasant.
"No," the woman resisted again when the man started to undress her.
The man didn’t respond, but continued as long as she didn’t push him away.
"Ahhh," the woman gasped weakly when the man kissed her chest, softly protesting, "No, no."
Amidst these protests, the woman unexpectedly raised her hands, allowing the man to pull off her bra smoothly.
At this point, the man made a mistake by touching between her thighs too soon.
"Don't," the woman's tone was firm and different from before.
Regretting his haste, the man returned to kissing her. "Let's both take off our clothes, do nothing, just sleep together, and stay like this until dawn," he pretended to surrender.
Eventually, her skirt and underwear were removed.
Of course, the man kept his promise at first, holding her for five minutes without any movement, putting her at ease.
Resting her head on his strong arm, she finally admitted, "If only time could stop at this moment, how wonderful it would be."
"Hmm," the man responded tenderly. They looked at each other and kissed passionately again.
The process of love repeated itself from start to finish.
But at the last moment—
"Didn't you say you wouldn't force me?" the woman asked.
The man told the biggest, most absurd lie in the world: "I’ll just put it in a little bit."
Everything fell apart.
Glancing sideways at the clock on the bedside table, the man noted it hadn't even been three minutes yet.
"Never leave me," the woman said.
There's no such thing as forever, the man muttered internally but feigned being moved, nodding, "Forever."
Afterward, he glanced again at the clock, watching the second hand move. How long was this minute?
The man noticed his arm was extremely sore and numb from the weight of the woman's head pressing on it.
He slowly retracted his hand, fortunately without arousing suspicion. The woman simply leaned forward, resting her face in her hands, staring directly at the man.
Under her gaze, the man felt incredibly uneasy.
"What are you thinking about?" the woman asked.
"Nothing," came the obvious reply.
At this point, the man felt the bedsheet was sticky due to the woman leaning forward, making him very uncomfortable.
The man got up.
"What are you going to do?" the woman asked.
"I want to take a shower," the man thought, but fearing she might say, "Do you find me dirty?" he quickly lied instead, "I'll just smoke a cigarette."
"After a bit," the woman clung to him tightly, saying, "Hold me for half an hour."
The man didn't answer. "Fifteen minutes," the woman said, "Surely fifteen minutes is okay, right?"
The man didn’t answer.
"Five minutes, I'm only asking for five minutes. You wouldn't be that heartless, would you?"
"Hey, haven't I heard these lines somewhere before?" the man thought.