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…suddenly, and without even noticing opened my lips and moved them
imperceptibly towards the young Goddess who grasped that movement
and stared at me for a good ten seconds, enough to give the sense
that the game of love was to unfold, here in the small sidewalk cafe
where we happened to meet in the heat of the summer, opposite the
awe-inspiring, gigantic Atocha train Station in the center of Madrid.
Love was an easy game to play, as the famous song went when
two people decide to tease each other, here in the middle of afternoon
when the traffic was at its peak and troves people walked by and some
cared to pay attention to some details and others didn’t since they were
focused on their point of view or the problem in hand, thus the events
of the day unfolded in Madrid and in each and every other big city of
the world where people breathed the stiffly oxygen mixed with fumes
from passing busses and cars and with people’s passing air that was
also part of the city life, yet the question I asked myself was how far
this could reach with the beautiful Goddess who sat three meters away
and who focused her attention to what I’d do next, which I sensed and
without any hesitation I leaned my head a bit to my left fixating my
glance at her well-shaped legs under her table, glance that she noticed
and her eyes questioned my movement, to which I raised my head
and looking somehow over her head straight at the Atocha, I shaped
the word open with my lips. She knew exactly what I wished to see,
and when her server walked over to her while she was ordering her
food, she opened her legs slightly under the table, and the slight opening
between her shorts and her thigh revealed to me her lacy black
undergarment.
God, what a sight, what a beautiful movement on her part to
truly challenge me with the slight opening of her legs and I wanted
more, I wanted to look at her femininity here at the sidewalk cafe while
troves of people walked by and as the longing for such a sight intensified
to the point of no return, just like in lovemaking, I took my glass
to sip my beer while with my lips I formed the word open once again
which the Minoan beauty clearly understood and after she observed
a momentary pause and checked the indifferent people going by…
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