On a morning like many others. A pair of feet on the ground, a woman running to catch a bus and the sudden, pressing, piercing glance of a man. Uneasiness, distance and desire. Staring, seeking and furtive eyes. A nameless city; chasing steps are lost in a labyrinth of feelings in a sensual dance. An intense secret fleeting encounter. A betrayal which conveys a sense of freedom from a dull daily existence. No regrets, no sentimentalism, only the urge of living an attraction, a desire that seems to be dormant. A pair of socks left behind, the coming home and a surprise, a young girl running to her mother’s arms, the welcome of a caring husband and the discovery….. Betrayal or game?