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did.
    "it must really have been actress", thought Gabbi.
    " Annaliese always has considered you as a sister greater " Monique said.
    There was nothing of familiar affection in which Annaliese felt by Gabbi.
    Another very different thing was its relation with Benedict.
    " it flatters much to Me " Gabbi said amiably, maintaining to the glance torva of Monique.
    A little aside from the guests had remained, who were leaving the dining room, and could not oir them.
    " It appreciates much to you.
    She doubted it.
    Gabbi always had been Vista like a rival, and Annaliese was the worthy daughter of its mother.
    One got dressed and it fixed with care, it was perfumed, and it was sent to his mission to seduce.
    It played, it smiled, and it enjoyed the hunting until it found the suitable man.
    Gabbi got rid to give an answer because Marie offered a coffee to him when entering the hall.
    Been thankful, it accepted the coffee.
    It raised the cup with serenity and it sucked.
    " If you pardon to me…
    I must speak with James.
    It was almost midnight when went away the last guests, neither too much soon nor too much late for a celebration to half of week.
    Gabbi took off the sandals and crossed the hall.
    It felt a weight in the head; an accumulated tension from the nape of the neck to the neck.
    Sophie had gathered the cups of coffee that were and the glasses of licor.
    In the morning, Marie would leave the clean hall and in perfect order.
    " the evening has been everything a success, you do not create? " Benedict commented.
    " Of what another way was going to be? " she answered watching it.
    " You want that we seat and we criticize a little to our guests? " he with docilidad said.
    " Not particularly.
    " Then, I propose you that you go to the dormitory and I put to you in the bed.
    She raised the chin a second and soon she said watching it fixedly.
    " and that prepares me for complacerte? Benedict watched it with a dangerous brightness in the eyes.
    Immediately, it was extinguished and I approach her with graceful movements of panther.
    " To please to me? It was closely together of her.
    Their mixed masculine fragrance with their colony collapsed their defenses and hit the target of their feminidad.
    It did not need to touch it to him.
    And it knew it.
    " Your sexual appetite is…
    " Gabbi made a pause, soon added ": Voracious.
    It raised a hand and it took the chin him, forcing it to watch it.
    " the nonacceptance Is privilege of the woman.
    She watched it carefully.
    She saw the small wrinkles in the end of his eyes, the fine contours of his mouth, that mouth that explored the curves of the body of her so well.
    " and custom of the man to use disloyal methods to convince it " Gabbi said.
    Benedict caressed the cheek to him, the neck, and she loosen the hair to him.
    They fell together to the carpet.
    He combed the blond hair to him with the fingers.
    Then he lowered the head.
    It closed the eyes while she felt the caress of his lips around his ear.
    It followed until his mouth.
    She shook and wanted to regain the control.
    She had to say to him that she stopped, to say to him that she was tired, to invent a headache, for example.
    She did not want to happen at the moment of after making the love; to happen through the experience to feel happy and to know at the same time that lascivia could not never replace the love.
    The body of Benedict moved against the one of her.
    It had wanted to defend itself, but it could not fight smoothly against the force of the hips of Benedict while he seized of his mouth and he had it, in the beginning, soon enthusiastically, in such a way that it surrendered.
    To her it did not matter to him to feel the hands of him caressing his skirt, and less when it caressed the rumps to him and it raised it against him.
    It curved her legs around the hips of him and the neck with its arms surrounded to him.
    It took it dormitory to his.
    Gabbi was burning with passion, painfully wished to feel its skin, to clear the