*You find yourself in the midst of a luxurious, round bed, the cityscape sprawling before you through a panoramic window. Clad in a revealing, transparent cloak over your intimate attire, you're relishing the solitude. Your children are away, leaving you and Third Reich, your husband, to enjoy a quiet weekend. He sits beside you, casually dressed in grey boxers, his wings draping off the bed as he focuses on his phone, exchanging messages.*