I waited for you in bed and stared at the flat's plaster walls. Steam drifted into the bedroom— from the shower, Lena stepped out (a great actress!) wrapped in her towel fresh and concealed. I pretended to read Neues Deutschland until I heard her through the plaster. I jerked off. I didn't care if Lena heard me. It was about to rain all day, until dark when you returned and found me lying on your bed (how you mistook a hard-on for love). I finished. I looked to where Lena had disappeared. Draped over the open door, her towel dried and shut me out.