"You can have all the fun you want, just one minute." My coworker, Keisaki, said to me out of the blue, while I was still reeling from the loss of my beloved. She meant it as a joke, but it made my heart pound. From that day on, she only played with my body for a minute at a time. Was it sympathy? Or was it just for fun? I was completely captivated by her rhythm. Before I knew it, one minute was not enough.