Dan
would have a glamorous travel holidays of Christmas。 Vanessa lived with older sister； a
bassist； Ruby； in an apartment in Williamsburg； in Brooklyn。 Parents of them were artists of
the future； always lived in Vermont and spent the Christmas on a tour with his troupe
perfotmática。 Dan and sister Jenny； lived with her father； Rufus； a munist writer and
editor； beat poets known anything； not believed in Christmas； Hanukkah or in； or in any
other holy days； indeed。
…Daddy will make his annual lasagna on Thursday … and Dan went back in the hands of Vanessa；
allowing them to relax again。 He loved the softness and firmness of her back； which were not
full of ribs as him。 … Are you ing； right？
She gave the shoulders。
…Sure。 But tell your father that I will not eat like a pig as did last year。 It is another
thing that I am giving a time。 I lost three kilos。
Dan continued afagando the back of Vanessa。
…Why？ … He asked。 Vanessa did not need to diet。 The body of it was exactly as she described
in one of his poems： as water。
…Because my clothes are better if I do fall。 … Vanessa was not interested in being magrela；
as the majority of colleagues in class； but not like when it had to shrink the belly button
to your pants。
…Well； I like you as you are … Dan said； and the nose in her ear。
Vanessa turned her head to him and his lips met in a long； sweet kiss。 While kissing； she
could not stop thinking about sex with Dan could be much more significant than had been with
Clark。 At least Dan was ready。
…I love you … she whispered； closing the it。 Vanessa thought for some time to ask again if
he wanted to try sex； but wou