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The room-the first part
M. entered. The room was empty, white and bare as he remembered. Met there for weeks now, always in the same place, guided by a common desire to steal a bit 'of time with the life they had so far. M. looked at his picture framed in the window. Myopic, sweaty, plump, slightly bald on the sides of the forehead, beard of three days he was doing so Mickey Rourke. He adjusted his hair looked and felt a "vogue", the kind of underwear catalog. was the last stop of his three decades and all that he knew autumn, if not defeat, at least a partial withdrawal. M. was not a handsome man, but even if she had noticed when they met, almost three months earlier. Able to look inside her, and to tap into that stream submerged tenderness M. kept it a secret. No woman before had made him feel so good, so important, so human, so unique. M. sat, sat and waited for convenience, he could not do otherwise.
L. entered on tiptoe, shy and silent as usual. He was already there, the heart beating like a hardcore case. L. was beautiful, unhappy, married and single. M. paused to look at. The hair fell softly on the shoulders of the blacks, breasts swelled to the rhythm of breathing accelerated by emotion, his lips were soft and fleshy contracted in the surprise and thrill of the forbidden . They were lovers, could not be otherwise.
L. smiled, M. stared at her long eyes. For some seconds they remained thus, motionless, without saying anything. wanted to enjoy all of the brackets of silence that every time his face and was set afire trembling hands, stomach and heart shrivels pushed to the limit of implosion. On the other hand loved it, could not be otherwise. They hesitated a moment longer, then the game began.
m - hello
l - hello
m - I was waiting
l - I know. excuse
m - does nothing
l - I had to wait for him to come out tonight I do not let go more
m - I understand
L. took off the ring and laid it on the table before him. An instinctive gesture, a cliché, he did every time they met. When he had spoken she said made her feel less guilty , freer , in a sense. He continued to look pretty funny, but said nothing. There was in her room, it did not matter much.
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