Saint Spirit

by Quelli di ZEd

spread out cloths on the long thread in front of him took to stir together with its head lowly laughing. You rubbed then the eyes, and he/she remained with an interrogative look to fix the candid suspended sheets. Behind of them flowed a head of hair color later wheat and few second appeared in front of him a flourishing face of nymph. Katrine launched him a look of fire and Giuliano he embarrassed as from years it didn't happen him more than forehead to a woman. Then it was her to change color and the vermilion that it enveloped those sweet cheeks, it was the glare that left Giuliano petrified, without giving him way to appropriate some situation. When he freed from the sudden emotional obstacle, she had disappeared. But who was? Possible that in an only handkerchief of country earth, had two girls already turned on him the pyre of the deep desires? This impetus of his was certainly caused also by the being is segregated for well one year in a masculine college, that had allowed him to enjoy some company of the gentil alone sex in sporadic weekend of free exit, with the prostitutes of the zone and for no more than a few times to the time. To put aside from the lack of female figures in the last year of his/her life, recognized however, to these two girls an ascendancy and a vitality extremely attractive. You/they were surrounded by a florid brightness that spiazzava. And meanwhile, while it was reflecting on the evident differences between a girl of city and one of country, it day-dreamed on the perfect match that could derive from this union. You/he/she would be stopped for a longer time certainly the possible in that place, he/she now knew to thing to inhale during those tedious days of country. You/he/she would have pursued, imprisoned and consumed the young humors of those docile fairies.

  To the sunset Jasmine, Katrine, Paul and Francois met him on the footstep of their ballroom, the balcony of the stately colonial house that became dark together with the dying sun.

  "You have also seen him you?Jasmine " whispered to the ear of Katrine.

  "Who? That strange type with the long hair that he/she talks to the ants and it stays mute in front of a girl?"

  The two young girl started to flirt on the ambiguous guest of the family, while the two twins pawed and him ingelosivano for the clamor that Giuliano had brought with his/her arrival. The disk already turned on the plate and well soon the words left space to their usual lack of restraint; their dances, personal and delirious, that brought them to you go crazy only cells to like of a rural fabric of joy.

  But here that the unexpected guest had already come up to their oasis of liberty. There, on the same steps where Katrine was paralysed for the embarrassment, it fixed the young imbizzarritis, and when they finally noticed him/it him unlike she, didn't embarrass at all him. It did all other. It ran into the group, armed with an ample smile and of rapacious eyes, and it started circling really in the instant in which the boys stopped doing him/it and they stared at him/it. Giuliano, however, kept on dancing in loneliness, then with a release it grabbed Katrine that taken to dance with him without rationally having him/it definite. It was his/her body to obey to the foreigner. In the eyes of ignited Jasmine the spark of the jealousy, for his/her friend, for that bastard that had provoked her exciting her/it and now you/he/she had ignored her embracing Katrine. The two brothers stayed impaled as awkward birds without wings on tall branches. Paul knitting the forehead, become impatient by his/her incapability to react, Francois tightening the fists, attacked by the desire to break does her/it to that clown. An instant still and Jasmine pushed Katrine tearing her/it from the braccias of Giuliano and, really while this last was reapproached to the two girls to continue the dance, Francois it darted against the sferròs and he a fist in full face. Giuliano tottered senseless, but it didn't fall; the bloody lip touched him and bursted to laugh.

  "Small cuginetto, has made me bleed! Do you know that now, being greater than you, should I punish you for at least a week?"

  Francois, with the red hot eyes, it snarled him against.

  "Considering that keep on provoking me really to my house, now I won't do you more to go down from here until won't have taken you for some to kicks in the culo!"

  Giuliano hesitated perplexed, it threw out then a handkerchief and it was collided with the wound.

  "Francois, doesn't know really who are challenging. Son grown in the slums in Milan, then in Paris. To fists I took there for game with my best men. With the rivals we usually took there to stabs, therefore it allows to lose. For this time forgives you."

  Saying this set out to low head toward the stairway, but Francois interrupted his/her exit of scene.

  "Ok, made then to give only a pair of slaps to discharge me and I leaves you free to go."

  To that point left half open Giuliano the eyes, inhaled deeply and in a beating of eyelash he launched on Francois. With the open right hand it covered him the mouth and the nose, while with the other one supported to the nape it held him pressed the face in the vice. His/her cousin tried to toss, but an expert trip forced him/it in knee. The aggressor smiled at the others.

  "According to you how much second will want before stops getting excited this way. It will need sooner or later air.

  To that point Paul, that until then you/he/she had been paralyzed from the fear, it stuck to the braccias of Giuliano to try to separate them. At first this last seemed to want to react against the other brother, but then it consented to loosen the vice. It was just free Francois it retried to fling against the aggressor, but weakly, and to Giuliano all it took is stopping grabbing him/it to it for the hair.

  "I have not given you any lesson. I want only to go. If I/you had wanted to avenge me, to this time you would not have dared anymore even look me in face. Stop to feel her/it resentment in my comparisons, I don't try in yours of it."

  Says this, it set out on the stairway spitting some blood in earth.

  "That devil combines? If dad knew that have struck our guest, would end indeed all in the troubles!Jasmine " told Francois, that still in knee he/she fought with his/her eyes not to make them shed tears, and raced suffered by Giuliano.

  "It waits, excuse. My brother has not accustomed to have extraneous people for house, is really a bear!"

  "Of nothing young girl, has the so short memory that I have already forgotten thing is happened."

  "But your face has not forgotten, are still bleeding! You come an instant in my room that I cure you."

  The takings for an arm and if it threw him/it behind.

  "If really you care to my lips, then I will be forced to follow you."

  They inserted in the room of the girl and Giuliano he/she gently closed the door smiling.

  "Take a seat here, I take the disinfectant in the closet" Jasmine said pushing Giuliano on the bed.

  When her taken the vial of the disinfectant and the wadding, and it directed him from the wounded, him made account to the sudden one of the ambiguous situation in which was chased. That boy, really on his/her bed, with the door of the closed room and the hot summer that infuocava the minds of the young people, included his.

  "Jasmine" it said among itself "bushels joking with the fire. but how many times have you imagined to find again you alone with a beautiful proper boy in your room? a dream that comes true or a booby-trap in which you don't owe incappare?"

  Meanwhile you/he/she had sat close to Giuliano and you/he/she was softly colliding with him the wound. He held I fix the look in low, on her thighs, that also realizing him of it, it felt a hot flash of heat heat her the abdomen that prevented her from making to stop that immodest way to look at her/it.

  "Calm Jasmine, you and I are alone, I don't want neither to force you the hand neither to bother you. I know that you like to be looked and I like to look you; it crosses the legs and discover more her, it will be more amusing."

  You limited him to cross the legs, he threw her more on the suit. It looked at her fixed and she died to like, at that time you/he/she would have done all that that Giuliano had asked her. It didn't have the courage of any initiative, but it was certain that you/he/she would have obeyed whatever application
of that half stranger. Then he made her fall before one, then the other shoulder strap of the suit, with the light touch of a hand it untied her the bra and her he/she remained to open breasts, redhead in face for the shame and for the excitement.

  "Lifted Jasmine, you make to fall the suit in earth."

  She obeyed.

  "Unthread the last garment and will seem the Venus of the Botticelli!"

  You also consented to that application. It was naked, standing, in front of a man that didn't even have him still grazed. Then he abandoned him on the bed and it started to undress. He/she was ahead her naked.

  "You have ever touched, Jasmine?"

  "Yes, I have done him."

  "Then touched, while I touch me."

  You, completely stunned for all that that was so quickly happening, sipped his/her desires touching himself/herself/itself and groaning. He did the same. They looked but they didn't dare to touch the one the body of the other. Giuliano, to the height of the pleasure, taken to rub on her breasts and after few instants it plentifully came, flooding her/it of a warm liquid that she even suspected existed. Then him he threw on and it dressed him in a lightning.

  "I escape, damsel. If someone rouses here me inside, both we would find us in an ugly matter."

  It almost went out of raced from the room and smiled satisfied of his/her