Lesbian Heavy Stomach Sitting

from "The Pillow Book" political clarification

Luca sat at our usual table in the back of the room and ordered grappa.
He began to sip it with his head down, brooding, and rolled another cigarette.
Shortly after a woman entered the room noisily, looking happy with the attitude that squeaked Scazzi of almost all the regulars, violating the general torpor.

Sara stood in front of him, he changed his expression and seemed to almost defy:

- It 's true, you listen to me and thoroughly I like a lot, but stop dissecting every word and inflection of tone and examine what I say!
He did not move an inch, continuing his work with paper and tobacco.
- I do not judge, I understand. I know that we need tolerance, but it's part of my way of being and I will not change. You want to see clear and marble, a superhero of your imagination to inform you that you are human race.

A moment later he said the last syllable of the words she thought she had made totally out of sync with his thoughts, yet was afraid of being misunderstood and that it had once again distorted impression of themselves.
His resignation did not wish to abandon banality of those thoughts which belong to the world but, as always, but his restlessness would not allow it and those platitudes continued to have an extreme need.

- Luke, resigned. The layer of surface appearances as I like to call it, is common to all mankind, and dresses up every day by something, you're not exempt and you know, even in your utopia ...
perfectionist - I appreciate your efforts, really, but I hate anything that smacks of artificial haunts me ... the idea of \u200b\u200bfalling, but I will not confuse the situation free of boredom, my severity is only a 'need to know ... in short ... Come on, you understand!
- Sure, sure. The hamster in your brain continues to run crazy on the wheel ... but the world will not save you, surely even I'll try and miss, but at least save yourself!
He looked at her sharply in the center of the pupil, Sara seemed to falter and even with a new voice that no longer seemed to her he asked:
- Sara, but is it really necessary to be reborn to start again?

him, despite himself, he told Sara the vacuum and breathed deeply.
do not realize what it really represents their lives at that moment in that place, Luke felt the need to separate from their own housing and be a silent spectator, as clearly to judge from afar the spectacle.
Their commitment was as deep as the pain, dark as the fear but also as light as their smiles.