Oszałamiająca blondyneczka uwielbia literaturę i masturbację

She let herself be caressed, drops of sweat in the small of her back, her body exuding

the scent of burnt sugar, silent, as if she divined that a single sound could nudge its

way into memory and destroy everything, reducing to dust in this instant, in which he was a

person like any other, a casual lover she had met that morning, another man without

past, attracted to her wheat-coloured hair, her freckled skin, the jangle of her gypsy