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through my whole body. He was extremely beautiful and when he got out of the pool, I could see the tattoo he had on his arm, it was like the fur of a wolf, it went all the

t mine and a smile formed on his lips. I looked awa

Miss!" Camila

ning." I

oing for a swim in the po

ike pool."

to the pool. I ignored Vincenzo's observant g

ere Mr. Fontana is?

d take advantage of it and rehearse, because he would be back in

what I'll do. Could you te

nswered without taking his eyes off

hanked him and w

open air, there was a jacuzzi, two sofas, and at the end was the living room. It was a huge room and completely mirrored. It was indeed a ballet room and I wondered who had trained there

discounted my emotions on the tips of my feet. I stopped with the alarm clock ringing, it was lunch time and I

ething strange take over my body knowin

et some sleep.

im at the table, on the seat that h

bled, but he listened and for a few

the food, serve it, a

asked c

m to work all day for people who

as if he was analyzing me. I sighed, looking awa

, we're going on a boat ride along the coast. He aske

a choice?"

wer." He said ana

unted. "Doe

ncenzo ask

ip is as much a facad

made me lose my breath so perfect. Then he put both hands

e was curiosity on his face. There was no neutral expre

le, I just don't know

in a hell of a way he knew we were talking ab

an her hand across Vincenzo's chest which retracted fo

idn't. Bu

nic face. Not even Vincenzo seemed to be able to stand it, he barely responded. I stopped counting after the tenth time she said "I," it was a show of cheap self-centeredness that left me with not the slightest bit of

other knew very well how to make me grow up with an image complex. I loved my body, but my mom would recriminate because that's what ballet required. You had to be a specific standa

es, and went downstairs. Everyone was waiting for me

t, that man did not look forty years old. That was the worst of it. Everything that is no good

that the men were inside talking probably about something important and they would not see, Camila was a little away talking something on her cell phone. She finished, chatted something with me, we took a picture together and she went upstairs warning me that the sun could damage her skin and that she would be tanning during the week. I lied saying that I would be right there and went on for a little long