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She refuses to tell him what she feels, so she writes to him. She writes everything he can't handle, everything he can't know. She barely knows him. All she knows is the passion that took control of her ever since she met him.

Mathilde_Le_Clech · Teenager
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December 1st

- Do you have any desires or thoughts between our meetings?

- Yes. And you?

- As well.

- So, we have to meet again, soon, very quickly.

- Yes, that sounds good to me. It would be silly to be frustrated when we can't.

- We will be one day, I can tell.

- But less so if we took advantage of it before, don't you think?

- Yes, I agree. And I go home… And I think…

- About what? Tell me.

- About you, in my arms, simply.

- Simple but pleasant. I'm free, if your arms want me.

- My arms always want you, for your information.

- You tell me when they're free, then.

- I want to rest.

- I'm tired too, but it's hard to resist the urge to kiss you.

- I want to kiss you, talk to you, laugh, undress you, caress you, make love to you and sleep together. Without taking anything away from it all.

- Nice program. Too good not to be realized.

- This is how we will say goodbye.

- Is this goodbye already planned, or do we still have some time ahead of us?

- Honestly, it's approaching.