On Monday, he liked to dress Sunday. He knew that he would look at her face softened and washed her hair up. The thing is, she hated cause tenderness. It was not exactly what I expected from him. So that Monday on Sunday decided to get the trench coat over her naked body and went out determined to the street, thinking of sentences like it spicy whisper in his ear softly, brushing her earlobe with his lips fluffy. Upon discovery of impure thoughts wandering between stapled his mischievous smile, the kind of holding secret emotions about to explode like rockets red pinheads.
He was waiting in the usual ladders. He played with his head down with some dry leaves on the floor. A gust of wind shook the leaves and he looked up. She felt electricity when the cold seeped through the floor of the trench in contrast to his thighs warm. He smiled and pulled the socks to make sure he looked at his legs LF half naked, provocative. But he had turned his gaze to the ground.
She wants to sit on his legs and caress fibrous neck while listening to what he came to tell. And fluttered her hair and take a bite on the neck, why not. To get caught when he stopped in his desires, he already was up and walking in circles. Bad sign, obviously there, but even she realized. His eyes were connected to the back piece is glimpsed through the holes in his shirt torn. Wanted to caress the bare skin wrapped in sweat. And suddenly went back into trance, the temperature rose to her naked body underneath the trench coat, plunged into the maelstrom of carnal desires by imagining that rose from the floor and made all sorts of juggling with those strong arms erotic own a Greek god.
-Te ... you ... I love you .- mediotartamudeando could articulate it.
Suddenly all the turmoil of desires collapsed like a domino tiles, one after another. She thought but those little letters had little to do with their whims might well have slipped between his imagination. (My God, I listened carefully, or do I have invented?)
"I love you .- repeated this time quite decided.
seemed to respond as if he were reading my mind. Only those 8 little letters could cause those thoughts he hid terrified, scared to death. She was engrossed in limbo even though he knew he could not take much longer to react if he wanted to return to those 8 little letters out of his mouth, again.
"That's all I wanted to tell you that I love you.
(Is that all you say? That's too much. Please stop looking with that look as his longing to be saved)
Now she was playing with the leaves and was unable to utter even a ridiculous onomatopoeia. When he was able to pass down his throat a ball of saliva convoluted with words that never were, he was already a vague silhouette in the shadows of the streetlights at the end of the street. His head went round and round like when he played little in the studio of his father with the swivel chairs. Is supported on the step to stabilize. The cold marble contact with her thighs now frozen, she realized that she was naked and felt stupid. Although wearing a sparkling good time, when I raise my head and a drop of rain fell hard on her cheek was when realized. So I did not know if they were drops, rain, tears ... or why and got scared. In films people cry when something is finished. Then he wept more. Was over something that never began. It was absurd but it was the end.
The end.
He was waiting in the usual ladders. He played with his head down with some dry leaves on the floor. A gust of wind shook the leaves and he looked up. She felt electricity when the cold seeped through the floor of the trench in contrast to his thighs warm. He smiled and pulled the socks to make sure he looked at his legs LF half naked, provocative. But he had turned his gaze to the ground.
She wants to sit on his legs and caress fibrous neck while listening to what he came to tell. And fluttered her hair and take a bite on the neck, why not. To get caught when he stopped in his desires, he already was up and walking in circles. Bad sign, obviously there, but even she realized. His eyes were connected to the back piece is glimpsed through the holes in his shirt torn. Wanted to caress the bare skin wrapped in sweat. And suddenly went back into trance, the temperature rose to her naked body underneath the trench coat, plunged into the maelstrom of carnal desires by imagining that rose from the floor and made all sorts of juggling with those strong arms erotic own a Greek god.
-Te ... you ... I love you .- mediotartamudeando could articulate it.
Suddenly all the turmoil of desires collapsed like a domino tiles, one after another. She thought but those little letters had little to do with their whims might well have slipped between his imagination. (My God, I listened carefully, or do I have invented?)
"I love you .- repeated this time quite decided.
seemed to respond as if he were reading my mind. Only those 8 little letters could cause those thoughts he hid terrified, scared to death. She was engrossed in limbo even though he knew he could not take much longer to react if he wanted to return to those 8 little letters out of his mouth, again.
"That's all I wanted to tell you that I love you.
(Is that all you say? That's too much. Please stop looking with that look as his longing to be saved)
Now she was playing with the leaves and was unable to utter even a ridiculous onomatopoeia. When he was able to pass down his throat a ball of saliva convoluted with words that never were, he was already a vague silhouette in the shadows of the streetlights at the end of the street. His head went round and round like when he played little in the studio of his father with the swivel chairs. Is supported on the step to stabilize. The cold marble contact with her thighs now frozen, she realized that she was naked and felt stupid. Although wearing a sparkling good time, when I raise my head and a drop of rain fell hard on her cheek was when realized. So I did not know if they were drops, rain, tears ... or why and got scared. In films people cry when something is finished. Then he wept more. Was over something that never began. It was absurd but it was the end.
The end.