Francis leaves his jacket on the rack, takes off his scarf. Could undress there and Antonio did not budge.
"Do not worry. I got it. Francis goes to the kitchen. Antonio thinks so if you continue sleeping, your not-invited handled seamlessly within your home. And has even got the coffee faster than him. Antonio watches him go from here to there in the umbral the entrance, wondering if there is excessive movement to make coffee. After a while, understands that Francis is preparing a full breakfast.
- Hungry?
"No, silly, is for you.
- Can I help you?XC-Ah. Vale. So all good. "If there is nothing wrong with his visit, then Antonio would accept any thing occur to Francis, if you are so kind, an unusual feature in French.
Unlike loving trait. Francis is wound like a serpent, smiling playfully while close to him before Antonio assimilate the lack of distance, the smell of perfume in your nose, hands around his neck. A Antonio just happened to say: "The coffee is getting cold.
Antonio had heard at first curious, then baffled to the point of stopping the work of their hands, that of Francis unbutton her shirt and other clothing. It is very informative, and insults to capture believed hidden in the parents of Francis. And
Antonio just happened to say:
- Is that why the food?
"And all you want, my baby.
Antonio thinks about the possibility of turning the game, separate from Francis, finish your cup of coffee, go back to sleep and waitl empty stomach. Francis sighed, making event, the day of reckoning is near, there is no other explanation, think Antonio.