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Thursday, 22 December 2005
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Thursday, 08 December 2005
Her father was elegant and hermit. He perfumed of dust powder because when he was alone at home, he used to make up himself and he perfumed himself and often he shaved his body too. He weared jewels and knot in fur, or silk dressing gown, barefoot was turned.
She was a very beautiful child, with blond hairs like gold and great eyes as the infinite and blue like topazes, innocents as glass dolls.
She entered home, that afternoon, too much soon, and he saw her... There was a moment of embarrassment. He was angry that she had surprised him so intimately. He scream to ring the door-bell, the next time. She could not understand what was her father doing nude with those jewels knot to the ankle.. .... then he approached her, he put down the glass of gin on the pianoforte, - hello, little baby, I bag your pardon... - he said, and began to kiss her delicately. She remained firm.Her cold skin become like china dolls. He caressed her along the flanks undressing her flat. He kissed her eyes and hairs. He kissed the eyelids sluices.
She died with the locked mouth and the eyes open wide. She smelt his scent, the dust powder parfume of her mother. He carefully lay down her on the fur over the bed and used her small tender child sex in her intimate fear, that small cut defenseless and white. She shook flat, in order not to die. Dry tears of fear and shame exited. He was sweet and delicate, while he was breathing more and more fast, while he was cutting and killing for ever her soul. While he impressed in her heart a mortal hurt , while he designed in her sky eyes fire lightning bolts of blood that jumped like rubini of melograno outside her small mouth of child while the shout of the thunder muted every every outcry and every crying
what have done to me, daddy
only the suspire of the wind was over there
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