- It is not simply nice, - has interrupted its Santajja. - You simply devour me with eyes and as a doggie you grant all my desires
that I have somehow estimated you. I the unique person who is capable to subordinate you to the will. You do not listen to
anybody, trust nothing and obstinately defend the point of view. While on horizon there is no I, - it has exposed again forward
a bust.
Damning itself, She has approached to Santaje more close and took it for hands.
- You cannot simply resist to me, as though I did not enrage you, - she has whispered. - you want me all time and suffer from
my inaccessibility. But you do not know one. To be exact, you do not wish to notice for some reason. That I too want you...
It has pulled his hand to herself in promezhnost, but has stopped on half of way.