Iulia BiroGirl, I wasn’t drunk. As soon as we were alone in the room, he came to me. I could see his hungry wolf eyes and I didn’t know whether to tremble with desire or fear. He slid a warm hand on the back of my neck, as if wanting to kiss me or something. I took a step back to make it look like I was running a little, \’cause …
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Real Fiction / Iulia Biró, Monica Bologa, Magdalena Daminescu, translated by Florina Georgiana Țîncu: Footwork
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