We were on the floor, wanting him to fill me and not only with kisses, I was willing, I wanted to be his, I wanted him to enter my being, and he came in. But inopportunely, my friend Liz, who was trying not to interrupt, stood at the door thinking she was invisible, giving flight to her voyeuristic passions, and Angelo did not seem to care, but I did. Of course, I was not able to be with a man alone, even less now with a third one watching us. I pushed him aside; although he resisted, he looked like a baby desperate to have his breast taken away. I looked at my friend badly; she made the gesture of biting her tongue. She raised her shoulders, saying,“Please excuse me; I went upstairs to get them, as dinner is getting cold. What a pity; I didn't want to interrupt them.” I hated her at that moment. She felt bad and disappeared. I only heard her heels coming down the stairs. She was ready to continue until the last consequences, and I could see the fire in her eyes; Angelo was exploding.
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