Me and Tatiana Milovani were dressed up and ready to hit the opera, the National Theater's production of Don Juan, when suddenly we spy buff builder Cage in the backyard working on my garden shed foundation. Tatiana jokes about seducing him, but I don't joke around when it comes to matters of cock and cunt, and I drag Tat outside to get a piece of this hunk, regardless of how sweaty and dirty he was, and how clean and elegant we were.