Hotel Room

Once upon a time there was a boy and a girl in a hotel room.

They were making passionate love, that kind of sex u'll only get to know once in your life.
A mixture of savagery and tenderness, a rare thing. They practically didn't know each other, they actually knew nothing, only that feeling that were automatically moving them up and down.

They did it on the bed, on the floor, even in the closet. they've opened the curtains for the hole town of London to see. And when they were exhausted he laid down on the bed and took a deep breath. She entered the shower.

After a few minutes she was there, he appeared. And then she didn't want to do it anymore. But the boy had a wonderful capacity of persuasion, and so he convinced her, and there they were again.

But her willing was not the same, she was no longer doing it as an animal, but as a lover, and that was the moment she realized that.

She waited him to finished what he'd started, because she didn't want him to know, not him. And than she thank God they were in the shower, so he couldn't see the tears falling down her face.

She left him in the shower, and got dressed. He asked her to stay that night, she left without saying a word. At first, he was pretty mad, but then he realized he was gonna miss her like no other.

He ran for her, as if he depended on it to keep living, but it was too late.

He never saw her again.