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I wave as far as I can see him. He doesn’t turn around. We had been lovers for two years, but now his wife wants him back home in Morocco and he is leaving. But I understand – we are getting too close. In the beginning he had laughed every time he saw me in my frilly underwear, later in our relationship he had touched me underneath it reverently and today he gave me these panties before we made love for the last time. He had tears in his eyes as he whispered, “You are beautiful,” before he closed the door.

Read also Ofelia´s idea: http://ofeliagrand.com/2014/10/31/putting-show/