The rich woman who comes for a massage will be confronted with a life attack.

She's wearing a big silk dress, and she's glittering under the light, and the difference in identity makes him sweaty, and she's holding his wrists and pulling him close to his ears and whispering, and the vibe in her room is getting stronger, and she's turned around, and she's got her long fingers, and she's never left his face, and she's suddenly leaning back, and she's laughing that she won't leave tonight, and she's locked her door, and she's getting out of the hallway, and her hands are still swollen outside the window, and her hands are still on his chest.