We take the underground. I sit in front of her. Balancing on high heels like on a tight rope, my legs press against hers in heavy leather and move them apart, slightly but with determination. I blush because I purposely brought myself to a situation, where, in the bright light of the underground amongst strangers, I arouse the desire of another woman and cannot flee from her looks anymore.
I open the door, want everything to start immediately. The thin cloth of the skirt stretches over my thighs when I am standing provocatively near to her, sending a shot of arousal to the middle of my body. I bravely withstand  her look.  She takes her time. Slowly she moves towards me and rips the zip of my jacket down, so that it now hangs open on my breasts, then with a yank she tears it apart, looks at the gaping aperture.

The love she feels for a leather woman confuses the protagonist. And a cool ex-lover, whose attractiveness should have been long gone, is not put aside so easily.
The oscillation between “wanting” and “not-wanting”, the lust for glamour, for submission and dominance, jealousy, desire and yearning guide the main characters Kaye, Felicitas and the narrator, three women who, in the game of seduction use quite unusual methods and instruments.
Described in an outrageously ironic and humorous tone, the setting of this action is the women’s scene in the Vienna of the 2010ies.