I was with my classmate. In the 1980s he came to our common friend in one of the provincial cities. Together they went to a dance, where he was stunned by the number of beautiful girls. A 30-year-old woman approached him and asked if she wanted to just walk. He naturally wanted. They came to her home, where he stayed. In the morning, she woke him up and invited him to the table where there was breakfast. Surprised by her attitude toward herself and being impressed last night, he asked:

Why did you come to me yesterday? What did she find in me?

You had that look. I thought if you don’t fuck, you’ll die.