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    July 18

    STRIP TEASE

     
     
     
    i arrived in her apartment about the six of the afternoon and it was feeling an unusual nervousness. Before entering, I thought again about what was needed to do. It would be my first time. It had already gnawed the nails of both hands. It could not return any more behind. I touched the bell, and it her, anxious from another side of the door, did not take more than two seconds to answer.

    She asked if I wanted to drink something, I did not want. She asked if I wanted to sit , I refused. She asked what she could do for me. The answer: it was without introductions. I want that you listen to me, simply.
    Then I beguin to undress as never before had done before.

    First I unmasked: " I have been preteending that you do not interest me very much, that is not true. you are the person more special I know. Not because of you being pretty or because of thinking how I do in many things, but for something bigger and more deep than appearance and affinities. To be corresponded is what less imports to me at this moment: I need to say to you what I feel ".


    Then I got rid of the arrogance: " I do not even know with which legs I arrived up to your house,i thought that i would not have courage. But now that I am here,i need you to know that each music i listen to is with you that I hear it, each word what I read is with you with whom I distribute it, each dazzle what I have is with you with whom I feel it. you are deep-rooted in what I am, you started to be a part of my history. "

    It was the pudency being unbuttoned: " I kiss mirrors, I hug cushions, caress in mimself having you in my thought, and even when the things that I do are less important, as read a magazine or to brush the teeth, it is in your company in which I am ".

    It was withdrawing the fear: " I am not better or worse than anybody, I am only one person who is learning to deal with the love, I feel that he exists, I feel what is strong and feel what is for what they all look for. and I found it".

    Finally, the last piece was falling, leaving me naked
    " I would like living with you, but it was not that the reason I came. The intention is only to let you knowing what you are loved and let - you to think in respect that, love is not a thing that is to begiven back of immediate , only to be gentle. If one day you to love me in the same way, please, warn about me that I return, and we start again from where this conversation it stopped, we stop here

    and i go out from her apartment and feeling me more man of which never





    Chegei no apartamento dela por volta das seis da tarde e sentia um nervosismo fora do comum. Antes de entrar, pensei mais uma vez no que estava por fazer. Seria a minha primeira vez. Já tinha roído as unhas de ambas as mãos. Não podia mais voltar atrás. Toquei a campainha, e ela, ansiosa do outro lado da porta, não levou mais do que dois segundos para atender.

    Ela perguntou se eu queria beber alguma coisa, eu não quis. Ela perguntou se eu me queria sentar, eu recusei. Ela perguntou o que poderia fazer por mim. A resposta: foi sem preliminares. Quero que tu me escutes, simplesmente.
    Então eu começei a me despir como nunca havia feito antes.

    Primeiro tirei a máscara: "Eu tenho feito de conta que tu não me interessas muito, mas não é verdade. tu és a pessoa mais especial que já conheci. Não por seres bonita ou por pensares como eu sobre tantas coisas, mas por algo maior e mais profundo do que aparência e afinidades. Ser correspondido é o que menos me importa neste momento: preciso te dizer o que eu sinto".

    Então eu desfiz-me da arrogância: "Nem sei com que pernas cheguei até tua casa, achei que não tinha coragem. Mas agora que estou aqui, preciso que tu saibas que cada música que toca é contigo que a ouço, cada palavra que leio é contigo que a reparto, cada deslumbramento que tenho é contigo que o sinto. tu estás entranhada no que sou, passaste a ser parte da minha história."

    Era o pudor sendo desabotoado: "Eu beijo espelhos, abraço almofadas, faço carinhos em mim mesmo tendo-te no meu pensamento, e mesmo quando as coisas que faço são as menos importantes, como ler uma revista ou lavar os dentes, é na tua companhia que estou".

    Retirava o medo: "Eu não sou melhor ou pior do que ninguém, sou apenas alguém que está aprendendo a lidar com o amor, sinto que ele existe, sinto que é forte e sinto que é aquilo que todos procuram. e Encontrei".

    Por fim, a última peça caía, deixando-me nu
    "Eu gostaria de viver contigo, mas não foi por isso que vim. A intenção é unicamente deixár-te a saber que és amada e deixár-te pensar a respeito disso, que amor não é coisa que se retribua de imediato, apenas para se ser gentil. Se um dia tu me amares do mesmo modo , por favor,me avisa que eu volto, e nos recomeçamos de onde esta conversa parou , paramos aqui

    e sai do apartamento dela sentindo-me mais homem do que nunca

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