-- Well, -- after a short thought, she said -- All right.

They embraced each other, immersed in each other like two pillows which have burst open.

Meanwhile, an old witch started to brew her stuff on the surface of her cooking pot as she watched the couple making love.

In the morning he said:

-- I gotta go now.

She said:

-- Have some coffee with me.

He said:

-- I am afraid of commitment.

She said:

-- I'll be yours tomorrow night, too.

After a short thought he said:

-- Well, all right.

The old witch mastered two clay puppets and smeared them with butter.

After "tomorrow night" she said:

-- My toilet is leaking. Would you fix it, please?

He said:

-- Sure, but then I'll leave.

She said:

-- I've got dumplings in a duck sauce for dinner.

He said:

-- Mmm... declicious. He ate and left anyway.

-- I'll call you tomorrow, -- he said before leaving.

The old witch played with the puppets like a girl and all of a sudden she noticed that she was being followed.

-- Who are you? -- she asked the one who followed.

-- I am the Demon of Sex, -- he said, and threw her puppets into the river.

-- I don't love you -- he said to her on the phone. -- And keep away from me!

She cried and poured the pot of hot chicken soup that was meant for him out of the window, and scalded a bypassing cat.

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