"The best way to get rid of temptation is fall into it. " Oscar Wilde.
"The future is the past torture and binds us. That is why we miss the present." Gustave Flauber.
From early in the day knew that today would end in one of my favorite places, from time to time I like to Get Away minutes and look out the viewpoint of Rabal Roig from where the sea makes me confident in bright morning like today, but especially on rainy days, perhaps as low, under the umbrella, and watch us from above where the tears back in perpetual comfort.
hesitated between crossing the bridge and be a protagonist or stay there watching, living through those spots anonymous or half invented my stories, be il vere cousin and greening or continue hibernating as touched my computer and the battery life debate between what should be and what it really was, it was invisible when the wire of chance others will say that the destination, he pulled my head and twisting, I confronted him, there he was, down the street toward the library, my friend Cesar, how many years since we met!, and how handsome he was!, yet left much of the snake charmer who was long-sleeved shirt with the cuffs rolled up a bit, as I like seeing men in their days without ties, imagining them as being accurate and controlled willing to break their rules for me at any time Instead, dark corners or not.
Cesar was a year older brother of my best friend, Lola, my laotong * teens until she was married he finished his studies.
He also saw me and came towards me, almost was here with his usual smile, which was bad to good girls who played with him but the sky, then agree on university, in economics, and its continuous rone heartthrob with all he wanted, and my love affair with a fellow football player who took a fancy to me, we went a few times, remember all that smiling because I wanted to be bad and aupador him my heaven, but the weight fraternal friendship was stronger and everything was there. Later I learned that he had married and separated while I entertain myself in my eternal and with or without you almost more than twenty years, almost too long, hardly lived ... ... grains of sand on a clock that sooner or later fall into the same place but miles away in the desert or next to each other as third sections at random.
We welcome and as both were going to the library, we went there while we put us a day of our lives, looking for a room together and the truth is that for one reason or another were rejecting all despite being at least on my part that routinely used but the truth is just the latest of the second floor was empty but we sat facing each other at a table in the background, we open our computers and briefcases and pantomime that began working on our projects, but I could not stop staring at him openly, by now was no time for affectation or pretense, fit the chin on my hands and I decided to do a photo finish and never miss a single one of her freckles and wrinkles and laughter time given away to spray and pray, was put into interesting and somewhat cut off but pretended not to notice, did I say good, because I started to notice strange creatures climbing up my legs, hands, feet prehensile able to go slowly lifting my skirt and finding the reflection point that made my knees to distance themselves impelled by a magical force to the voice of open sesame and expose my black and pink panties Lise Charmel that just a week ago buy in Strawberries and Chocolate
saw little by little, Cesar sank into the chair and grabbed the table to keep his balance and his face a graceful gesture of difficulty, showing me the tip of his tongue like naughty children when they learn to do something new and fun.
I could not help taking a look under the table and I found a giant frog species upside down that encouraged by my laughter from a jump disappeared and reappeared in the crook of my legs, frog was becoming a prince, but with its sticky tongue and amphibians for that is my story, and each time the greedy throw appeared to me more blue, and finally caught my chrysalis somewhat lethargic in its cocoon and opened dozed curious therefore happy fun, almost feeble to leave hurriedly to give a welcome to the St. Bernard learned z gives encouragement to the lost cases.
And between my gasps our side of the room in the corridor of lost steps, like me, I found an attentive audience guessing and waiting at the end of this story.
And Princess good XXI century imbued with the spirit of equality and exhibitionism, I prepared to return to my blue frog his favor, and my audience on the expected end and plunged in the depths of the pond, under the table.
and bunting, red, this story is over, and were happily - (Is) ... ... ... ... ... ... a moment forever.
* laotong - Book soulmate Silk Fan by Lisa See Illustration
Mihaly Zichy
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