A year has passed by. Antwan is lying in bed with a female companion. They climax simultaneously and suddenly the quietness of the night dominates their carousel ride moment. He puffs slowly and deliberately on a cigarette.

     "You definitely got skills in the sack baby!!!!  I am addicted to you physically, emotionally and spiritually. I am your prisoner of lust. You are the only woman who has ever put my ass in solitary confinement. Oooooeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!! His eyes are closed.

      A woman's hands reach out and remove a pair of handcuffs from Antwan's wrists. She gently kisses his lips and blows air on his sweat covered face.

      "Babe......I am so relieved. The police will never find the gun. I have it well hidden in a safe place. We pulled it off. Everyone thinks that you are dead !!!!!! Antwan you are a master of deception. We fooled everyone!!!!!!" They throw their heads back and laugh hysterically.