Under the watchful eyes of ancient deities carved into the marble, an Iraqi wife surrenders to her bull in the opulent shower of their desert home. The air thick with humidity and desire, she arches her back, offering her soapy curves to the stranger who is not her husband. He takes her, hard and deep, their bodies slapping together in a rhythm as old as time itself. The husband, unseen, drinks in the sight, the sounds, the scent of their forbidden union.