Maria:
[describing her dream]
I lost you in Paris. The next thing I remember we were here at home and you were beating me.
Sir Frederick:
What did you do?
Maria:
I'm afraid to tell you.
[smiles]
Maria:
I liked it. And then you started to kiss me.
Sir Frederick:
And you liked that too?
Maria:
Better than ever before. You carried me upstairs.
Sir Frederick:
And?
Riportata da il
05/03/2025 alle ore 08:49
Consiglia
Voto
Nessun dato in archivio
Commenti
Nessun dato in archivio
