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023. Quick steps ... ... walking slowly

She liked to be seen. The boys liked it when the team top to bottom. She liked that feeling of desire, desire for his body. Shyness wandered
unusual in his blood ... The day before his engagement Journal of a strange thing happened. A bar. Coffee. A small table. A man approaches the table. She sat with a cup of coffee in hand and his legs crossed under the table, and a gentle voice "I sit down?". She looked into his eyes ... blue eyes ... and the voice continued: "I would like to talk about certain personal issues."
"In a few minutes I have an appointment ... I have to go" he replied with a sensual movement of the lips. "Just a moment please." It all ended in a "Ok"
once seated man introduced himself.
A boy watching the scene from the table in front and could not believe his eyes: the man sitting next to that beautiful girl ... it was her dream ... to have the courage to sit next to a charming girl and try to woo her.
"Who knows what'll be saying," thought the little boy, "we see that the man has class. an older man about 40 years trying to win a girl of 20. fantastic! "no longer cared about anything, or cappuccino, or the cake: infatuated by that scene. But
. The nervous movements of the arms, meaningless gestures, shaking of the head: this is how she was reacting to the words of man, who was the picture of tranquility.
the conversation did not last. About six or seven minutes. The girl stood up, a bit 'confused, even seemed to pale. He passed to the cashier, paid his bill and left the bar. The man sat at the table, lit a cigarette and began to read the newspaper.
the boy was the brilliant idea to follow the girl. Quick steps. He followed her to her home. A building. The boy did not feel well to follow her into the building. Then he was off to wander in the square. He stayed there for about twenty minutes, then left with a slow, melancholy love Vico.
The day after his official engagement (with a boy named Andrew who lived on the third floor of the building), Gaia was preparing a dinner for two. Constantly looked at his watch, he knew he was late, frantic few moments he knew that Andrea would have knocked on the door. What can easily be performed as they were separated only by a plan.
The minutes passed quickly, the frenzy was seasoned with a dash of happiness. Not too much. The right. And then suddenly, almost unexpectedly, a sound broke the hushed atmosphere in which it was immersed Gaia. Someone was knocking on the door.
Gaia was the plan of happiness, joking, playing with paper towels. It was him, she was sure, was Andrew. Not even asked who it was, snapped open the door. Surprise
tragic.
Andrea was with another man. Gaia was attacked by a sense of panic. The man was the man of the bar two days before.
"Hello" said Andrea, "let me introduce my friend, his name is Paolo Marchesi. He came to live in this building. "
madness, what is? At that time Gaia was the victim of a plot of madness. It was immobile, confused, no thought ... just want to scream.