You meet the perfect man. You date for like a couple of weeks. He is the perfect gentleman. Charming, succesful, confident. The guy you wanna take home to meet your mom.
And then that moment comes. The two of you in the bedroom. You just cannot wait....
You imagine fireworks, you expect magic, you unticipate passion...you get 1 (one, ένα, un, uno, ein) minute instead....
Houson we have a problem!!
p.s. Ευτυχως που το φως ηταν κλειστον τζαι εν είδεν το ύφος σου...