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She knows that she is not greedy. That is not how long, she recalled the moment itself He brushed past her shoulders to go to his room. Her legs as if to snap down. She herself was never aware that he did not call her name. Mouth until she accidentally turned on the question, looking at his strange behavior, she realized. Before So far, he always talked to her empty. Although the pitch is always very gentle, but clearly, he never called her name straight. She recalled the occasion when confronting the company, he did not call anyone. Maybe that's part character His. Suddenly she wanted him to call his name too, want to know his warm bass voice called to her as to how much sweeter. But the moment she lay beneath him, discovered his sad eyes, puts her heart.
"Call me names!"
She just wanted him to know, no matter how she is always with me. There she was, he was not alone. Sometimes
Tackey pupil's slowly shrinking. As for a closer enemy, or is hiding the painful in his eyes, he is also not clear. He looked at her, the two eyeballs shining like the stars of the silent night. Sparkling eyes, waiting. His eyes are like children with Candy. Looking into her eyes, his first thoughts emerging, she can not fall expectations. Nagasawa
looked at him, waiting. The sweat on her body and soft, it fell his body is barely dry. We adhered tightly to each other quietly. Times too, when next to me, her only wish I could like The sweat was, he dissolves into a. In his eyes now light up a deep sympathy. She felt him about to call my name. When I first called her name, it will be like it? She thought, every emotion in her circuit will be broken burst like soap bubbles. So, she waited quietly, her lips curved. Reluctant to open his eyes, his head slightly bent down, sighed, then he lay down, pulling a blanket covering his body naked to get his say Compact:
"Sleeping to go. "
Edges her lips are not spring up again. She sat like that, not to say anything. Leaving only a sense of frustration. Instead of breathing sounds off distance, heavy and desire now is to breath steadily, steadily. A few days he is very tired now, so just put him back into bed is sleep. She glanced to see him. Takeuchi remember once mighty wrench out two theater tickets to an exhibition of young artists. Takeuchi is a gifted boy with art, singing and dancing outside, he also known to play many instruments. Childhood he has been involved in a contest Ocarina flute. So for painting, he also has an exquisite sensitivity. Tsuyoshi so he gave her pair of tickets, as an incentive, a bonus of a little brother gave her little brother burns. Tsuyoshi said this is an exhibition of old colleagues. Nagasawa happily accompanied his brother to go to war. At that time, Takeuchi is a prominent name, let alone attended the exhibition on that day all successful business people who í t as concerned entertainment, should free the two sisters looked at the arrangement works very charming. Nagasawa not very familiar with the painting, but that day, watching the colorful picture, smiling, she felt her heart ex-wife ng drilling blocks. She stopped step in a long red painted a picture of nude boys lay sleeping. Eyes closed, each curving contours of the body perfect, peaceful sleep, just like a little boy caught without sorrow . She heard someone say, people adult sleep is still a child. But the star next to her, the eyes, and still is a man, not bit on any area of his childhood.
repose for a man, Nagasawa with hands off the lights, lie down quietly. Next Department spurs her softly, his voice raised sleeping between night:
"I do that?"
"Well , I'm thirsty, so drink up. "- Nagawasa lie.
"Well."
The other party does not what else to say, are inclined to one side. Nagasawa also turned against him, to find a suitable position.
"Goodnight ... Masami."
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