The incident that slipped her memory went like this: She delivered a package to his apartment. He was overcome with stiffness of his back so she carried the item – a thing to offer comfort, a headrest! – up the stairs. He invited her in; of course, she was delivering a package! He offered her tea made from tightly curled leaves called pearls. The only place to sit was the bedroom; and given his physical condition he preferred laying horizontal. She didn’t think of the situation as particularly erotic. And yet she found herself succumbing to the inevitable seduction. Since time immemorial, her defenses were feeble faced with an imbalance of power.