A 19 years old, I met a friend of the family. I found him rather nice. Little by little he tamed me. I am a pretty wild, shy and suspicious person.
One night he told me his passion. Believing in a joke, I put it to the test. I told him what I was expecting from a man and what revolted me. He took his time. And kept getting closer to me.
Finally, we are united in infinite tenderness. In his arms, I feel different. He is overflowing with patience and love. Thanks to him, I begin to accept my body. In our relationship, respect, individual freedom and naughty moments are kings.
Today, I know what it means to vibrate together. I also learned that a look says much more than words.