"Images unimaginable were swirling in his mind... He and the unknown woman making love standing up, there on the bus. Naked. Moaning with pleasure while others watched them. Then laying her down on the seats and she would scream, wanting and not wanting. And the others would laugh, shout, urging him on with rhythmic, lustful voices. Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes..."

A insignificant little stone, a gift from a friend, invades the life of Jacob Dimitriou and completely changes it, giving it a different, more substantial content. The description of the changes, which occur at an increasingly rapid pace, seem to constitute the material of this novella. But beyond this apparent goal, there is something else. A perhaps meteoric question, which the reader is called upon to answer. A completely personal answer."