A man in one of the upper floor rooms of a hotel has an impulse to pleasure himself, and carelessly leaves the curtains open. A Jamaican woman in a room across the courtyard happens to witness the act, and then one thing leads to another, and another, and another...
And so, two strangers discover, quite by accident, a shared interest in exhibitionism and voyeurism, which they quickly explore as fully as possible. Before long, many other visitors at the hotel get in on the act.
LeMagne experiments with the written word, with music, with images. He plays blues guitar, composes string quartets, writes erotic stories and poems, and takes photographs. He is attracted to classical form, but is seething with carnality.