He loves Madailéin his beloved like never before he loved anyone and it's the most wonderful woman he met (as he says) and he never had the opportunity to know.
She is gifted (sensitive people, have a propensity to develop affinities for activities that call for creativity, art, language ... well, is that I have ever seen) she is effective, and expeditious in its work, wonderfully chaotic in the field more Cartesian. She is sometimes a little too much independent. He tries sometimes to frighten her, she could lose him one day, but that does not work. As one response she approaches her hand from his face, and gently touch him or kiss him to shut him up.
In short, there is no other woman with whom, he would like do his life .... (...) Besides the moments of tenderness, moments of hugs, despite the embarrassment rising in him, he really wanted of this woman, and then he kissed her. Furiously. He put her on the bed, searching her body with a frenzy without limits, he has planted on her, he does not look at her like he always did. "Don't look at me like that, you'll eat me" she said, smiling. But he failed, he couldn't, he realized he was in love with her.
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