Barcelona, with its streets bathed in light and its secrets murmured by the sea winds, and our background. It is here that Jean and I play our game. A game where desire manifests itself through exchanged looks and stealthy gestures. Each step we take together seems to write a new chapter in this daring dance....
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Barcelona, with its streets bathed in light and its secrets murmured by the sea winds,
and our background.
It is here that Jean and I play our game.
A game where desire manifests itself through exchanged looks and stealthy gestures.
Each step we take together seems to write a new chapter in this daring dance.
Jean loves to see me in a mini skirt in the streets.
It has become a kind of ritual during our holidays.
We leave the hotel, hand in hand, and we walk until a man notices me,
so that he follows me.
We walk our walk through the animated streets of Barcelona.
My phone in my hand, I capture every moment, every look that is placed on me.
I walk, aware of the effect that I produce.
The looks that I attract, the smiles that I avoid, all of this is part of the game.
Sitting at the terrace of a popular café, Jean, my husband, his sparkling eyes of malice,
slip me a proposal that makes me shiver.
Why would you not take off your panties?
Here, now, discreetly.
The idea excites me as much as it challenges me.
I feel the adrenaline rising in me, and with an assured gesture, I execute myself under the table.
My fingers are fast, almost invisible.
It is not only for him, it is also for us.
For this moment that we share in this accomplice game.
Each step is a brushstroke on the canvas of this day.
The warmth of the looks, especially that of Ricardo, burns in my back.
I know he is looking at me, I know it attracts him.
And this thought excites me even more, because I already know the outcome of this walk.
We continue to walk to a building door.
I know he is always there, right behind us.
We enter, and he follows us without hesitation.
Come in.
Excuse me, the old lady.
Come in.
You are exactly there for my job that you are doing.
Come in.
Come in.
Follow me.
Come in.
Come in.
Come in.
Come in.
Come in.
Welcome to our game.
It's beautiful, isn't it?
Yes, it's beautiful.
It's beautiful, isn't it?
It's beautiful, isn't it?
It's beautiful, isn't it?
Yes, it's beautiful.
I'm long gone now.
Return to Ван Gyes Van街.
Wait a moment.
Are you excited?
You do not?
He's not.
Is he excited with his little riding shoulder?
Is he excited?
No.
Don't you know the answer?
Yes, he knows.
Yes, I know.
He's very happy.
Goodbye.
Something goes wrong.
Are you going to touch it?
Touch it.
Hey, don't?
Touch it.
Do you want to try?
Mm-hmmm.
I'm going to touch you.
Come on.
Routten is sensitive, sorry.
Do you want to touch it?
Yes.
Like that.
Like that.
Like that.
Like that.
I love you, sweetie.
I love you, sweetie.
And, I'm not about to...
No sport...
No, no, no...
Put your hands...
Come to see how it goes.
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