While some try to write, and Alighieri have been closer, what I felt for Beatrice was very mystical. Let us speak for a moment of my dairy addiction, giving a touch of imperfection to life, lactose intolerance my muse who recently met for the third time 9.
Sitting in the Olivar just felt the passing of the hours, I enthralled by her eyes and she just and simply concentrated on babbling and chattering about his life worn, meaningless and miserable. Ran through my mind idealized images of both, from the altar to the most intimate - and perverse - situations as she spoke of his divorced parents, brothers vague and artists, his stomach illnesses and how lucky I was to have someone with whom to complain.
you not understand that within this short-sighted character is repressed lover any woman would, I think. And if my long list of missed calls on my cell has no proof, then that the lights and my queen and commoner had come to hand corner where the heat begins to kill in the summer and try have if the temperature warrants a more vulgar. But no. That nothing else can pass on my thoughts of nights a bit heated.
The point is that at that time began one of those nights. After having listened with more attention than a confessor decided to confess my love but not with words but with a long kiss that just let it finish the sentence, then met her and hence the invite to my bed. With extreme helplessness started the car and the San Felipe residential waiting for us with their praise floating in the air. With my hand grabbed his and at times - between congestion and embotellamient - the kiss again excited. Perfect season and we went running around the car. Asecesor and button on floor 5, I loosen the tie and her shirt, and maybe starting my misfortune.
Upon entering she was thirsty and I was only tens of milk in my refrigerator, I said I had no lactose and that this night would be unforgettable. When I finish the glass, I saw her dizzy. I asked for the bathroom and I pointed it out, ran and locked herself tumbling for ever and ever.
The next morning, leave it at home very early, was still upset about having lied to the case of lactose and then insult me \u200b\u200bagain I shut the door and was about to call her husband. Now at home drink milk without lactose, if ever again tell me their problems.
