On the side of the port you are having your wedding party. YOu still have a beard and two warm hands and you are getting married to a man in pyjamas; old style grey pyjamas, not nice ones. Since he is asleep, I offer to fuck you - on top of the clothes as always, like when we were young. You admit to my skills and you look impressed. I am thinking I should have become a man. Then my students forget the lines, there is a stranger in the class and I have not prepared surveillance - such a boring subject anyway. Outside of the toilet there is a bunch of hats. I wear one and I make an offer:if I kiss you, can I have the hat? I jump on you, your mouth smells, you say, but you can have the hat.