Watch his reflection in the mirror. Look at every detail as if it were to recognize.
Tilt your head slightly to one side, looking into his eyes, it seems he's flirting with herself. He licks his lips quickly. With one finger, it crosses the boundary once, twice, thrice. Quickly. Then his attention back on the eyes.
took the brush and start passarsela in your hair while keeping their gaze fixed. Pull your hair back and tie them in a queue.
I like it. You can see the lobes and the features of the sweet face, the shape of the cheekbones, the neck muscles. The eyes appear longer.
spun around to look. Remains motionless for a moment, almost to focus, then smiles. She must have noticed my eyes that penetrated heavy and curious than the crack of the door left ajar.
comes from I keep that smile on his lips. Is approaching and I kiss, how to kiss a photograph, with closed lips, gently.
seems younger than his age, perhaps because of the freckles or his ways. Perhaps because of his white skin or his way of speaking.
I watch while getting their makeup. Looking at the face in the mirror. He opens his mouth as he prepares to pass the mascara on the lashes. She has big, white teeth, small mouth, fleshy pink.
tells me that it is ready, we can go and I can not help but smile. I smile and nod. Collects his things, looking around. I only check if I have pockets full. I offer the earrings that had forgotten on the table, but not wearing them, puts them away in the small bag.
approached the window, move the tent to look out, but I anticipate by saying that there is nothing to see from there. It must have been here, who knows with whom.
Before leaving I turned to look at that room. I say "hello room, the floor kiss on his lips tight and close the door behind us.
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