A great evening over the life of Leon. It is more than excitement, concentration - while his body, his whole being is stretched.
Tonight, Leon decided to bring canned Vanina - not just any box of course, one of the most fashionable of Paris, "The Hesperides". Champagne and vodka will flow like water, it all had to Vanina he said, nostalgically re-reading one of his favorite old magazines to the bathroom. So he had managed to take him there, always under the watchful eye of cameras.
Vanina, after a period of uncertainty that had lasted several days, during which she asked herself what could well carry this game, and what interest it could well be (it does not the discrediting it altogether after all?), remembered the reason for this whole charade, she had had in mind that because she had not had the idea itself. It was simple: by posing with Leo, she passed for a saint with cons (cons too to see malice), and would be seen if chewed cynical these smart people it tended to be around.
These are the respective states of mind which were theirs when they reached the locker room, they left their coats and went into the room where the dancing shadows and artificial lights.
The tunes were known, to allow more to engage the bumbling clumsy steps they had learned by watching their friends no less awkward reassured that these small codes - thereby freeing a mind that would be completely turned to his most basic instincts. This behavioral profile was indeed not the only one could meet in such places.
First, the most innocent, purest, those for whom music was still an art, on which we should express themselves, without paying the various "codes of expression that could be expected that they follow. Leon clearly belonged to this category. Now in this category were distinguished two profiles: those who dance well, and those who are not so lucky. The first shine, depart and are amazed the crowd around them, sighing while not having their talent and courage. The second, equally quickly noticed, arouse laughter amused and see their shame immortalized by thirty unsheathed phones to film fanatic. For expression uncontrolled most often leads to the ridiculous, laughable and ridiculous especially since the person is dedicated body and soul to what she offers to other scavengers.
We leave this group to find another class much more consistent, that people who accept the dance as a condition for staying in this place, where they often have other motives and interests that pure aesthetic emotion and body. Or at least, emotion and body is any less. The question then blend more or less in the mass - is less than the better-able to have a good time with other dogs, to confront and rid the world teeming conventions of the day too cold, or to hunt the creatures alcoholic . Again, the talent split the mass into two groups: the ill-at-l'aise and regulars.
Finally, the third and not least, the narcissists in heat. Oh, the joy of being wanted by people who will then rub your languidly. We see elsewhere in this category more representatives of the fairer sex, or at least they know more attention. They are those who squirm at the site, lascivious poses, stirring just finally, mind-blowing their hair to look scruffy and more "Pythia of the dance floor" - as if they had a vision of the next step God will order them to dance to perform for the delight of mortals. Here, the talent - or lack thereof-will make her goddesses or syphilitic prostitutes.
All this is of course to qualify.
Leon soon discover which group belonged to his dear and loving, who swooned already a few meters or a few bucks in rut sought to s'évincer each other for a place closer to the body of the charming young lady. After a few minutes he was content to observe from a distance by running a few discrete steps, he tried to fight their way through the room until his testosterone nice to say he had prepared a surprise. The volume of the music forced him to repeat what should be a surprise three or four times before the change of music does leave her hear what he shouted. She then made a "What? "Confused, and a face contorted his face showed that she had not fully understood what he had said. Then she remembered she was there to be with Leo, or at least to show it was. But he was gone before she did realized, as she thought she would go and wait at the bar where she ordered a highly alcoholic cocktail.
music will sound. For once, she thought, he chose something a bit modern. The others, surprised by the change of pace and atmosphere, and intrigued by the smoke coming out of slabs of light, went away to leave a good part of the track cleared. Two men in toga out and then danced energetically advanced Leon, victorious, bathed in the light of a projector that shone a thousand lights his white suit. He mimicked the different elements of music carefully, accompanied each voice, each instrument by movement. Music, soft and rhythmic at the beginning, filled with energy that would allow a second sweep to another. Vanina
looked up to heaven.
the regular movement of his pelvis and jerky was added so passionate pounding his feet on the slabs, came forth from his head. Reels and Rods leg. He began to scream by jumping up and accompanied the dancers behind Roman. He then approached the public - his body was still vibrating feverish as energetically as he could, and he seemed possessed, as his movements were quick and disjointed. It drew waves with each part of his anatomy, then, his whole being became a languid wave. He then threw a look so suggestive Vanina she blushed - it was not the first coarseness which intimidated ... He began to lick his hand, hitting his chest, put back her hair he had slicked back. He whirled on him two or three times before applying to caress the hips so as salacious applied. Vanina
finished his drink in one gulp.
The little game went on until the end of the song. Leon then came to see her a few minutes later, sweaty but smiling: So did you like it?
- Yes, very much, "he said, recalling the end of a half-second it was supposed to paste a friendly smile - see admiration on his face.
Tonight, Leon decided to bring canned Vanina - not just any box of course, one of the most fashionable of Paris, "The Hesperides". Champagne and vodka will flow like water, it all had to Vanina he said, nostalgically re-reading one of his favorite old magazines to the bathroom. So he had managed to take him there, always under the watchful eye of cameras.
Vanina, after a period of uncertainty that had lasted several days, during which she asked herself what could well carry this game, and what interest it could well be (it does not the discrediting it altogether after all?), remembered the reason for this whole charade, she had had in mind that because she had not had the idea itself. It was simple: by posing with Leo, she passed for a saint with cons (cons too to see malice), and would be seen if chewed cynical these smart people it tended to be around.
These are the respective states of mind which were theirs when they reached the locker room, they left their coats and went into the room where the dancing shadows and artificial lights.
The tunes were known, to allow more to engage the bumbling clumsy steps they had learned by watching their friends no less awkward reassured that these small codes - thereby freeing a mind that would be completely turned to his most basic instincts. This behavioral profile was indeed not the only one could meet in such places.
First, the most innocent, purest, those for whom music was still an art, on which we should express themselves, without paying the various "codes of expression that could be expected that they follow. Leon clearly belonged to this category. Now in this category were distinguished two profiles: those who dance well, and those who are not so lucky. The first shine, depart and are amazed the crowd around them, sighing while not having their talent and courage. The second, equally quickly noticed, arouse laughter amused and see their shame immortalized by thirty unsheathed phones to film fanatic. For expression uncontrolled most often leads to the ridiculous, laughable and ridiculous especially since the person is dedicated body and soul to what she offers to other scavengers.
We leave this group to find another class much more consistent, that people who accept the dance as a condition for staying in this place, where they often have other motives and interests that pure aesthetic emotion and body. Or at least, emotion and body is any less. The question then blend more or less in the mass - is less than the better-able to have a good time with other dogs, to confront and rid the world teeming conventions of the day too cold, or to hunt the creatures alcoholic . Again, the talent split the mass into two groups: the ill-at-l'aise and regulars.
Finally, the third and not least, the narcissists in heat. Oh, the joy of being wanted by people who will then rub your languidly. We see elsewhere in this category more representatives of the fairer sex, or at least they know more attention. They are those who squirm at the site, lascivious poses, stirring just finally, mind-blowing their hair to look scruffy and more "Pythia of the dance floor" - as if they had a vision of the next step God will order them to dance to perform for the delight of mortals. Here, the talent - or lack thereof-will make her goddesses or syphilitic prostitutes.
All this is of course to qualify.
Leon soon discover which group belonged to his dear and loving, who swooned already a few meters or a few bucks in rut sought to s'évincer each other for a place closer to the body of the charming young lady. After a few minutes he was content to observe from a distance by running a few discrete steps, he tried to fight their way through the room until his testosterone nice to say he had prepared a surprise. The volume of the music forced him to repeat what should be a surprise three or four times before the change of music does leave her hear what he shouted. She then made a "What? "Confused, and a face contorted his face showed that she had not fully understood what he had said. Then she remembered she was there to be with Leo, or at least to show it was. But he was gone before she did realized, as she thought she would go and wait at the bar where she ordered a highly alcoholic cocktail.
music will sound. For once, she thought, he chose something a bit modern. The others, surprised by the change of pace and atmosphere, and intrigued by the smoke coming out of slabs of light, went away to leave a good part of the track cleared. Two men in toga out and then danced energetically advanced Leon, victorious, bathed in the light of a projector that shone a thousand lights his white suit. He mimicked the different elements of music carefully, accompanied each voice, each instrument by movement. Music, soft and rhythmic at the beginning, filled with energy that would allow a second sweep to another. Vanina
looked up to heaven.
the regular movement of his pelvis and jerky was added so passionate pounding his feet on the slabs, came forth from his head. Reels and Rods leg. He began to scream by jumping up and accompanied the dancers behind Roman. He then approached the public - his body was still vibrating feverish as energetically as he could, and he seemed possessed, as his movements were quick and disjointed. It drew waves with each part of his anatomy, then, his whole being became a languid wave. He then threw a look so suggestive Vanina she blushed - it was not the first coarseness which intimidated ... He began to lick his hand, hitting his chest, put back her hair he had slicked back. He whirled on him two or three times before applying to caress the hips so as salacious applied. Vanina
finished his drink in one gulp.
The little game went on until the end of the song. Leon then came to see her a few minutes later, sweaty but smiling: So did you like it?
- Yes, very much, "he said, recalling the end of a half-second it was supposed to paste a friendly smile - see admiration on his face.
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