Yannick, Isn't it time to tell my dear few readers about you? We were the same age when we met and started dating: 15. It takes time because you're the "wild" type... but we live a few houses from each other and yet our adventures will only come to life this summer in the fields next to our houses. The hill rises! The nooks and crannies abound! Desires are freed! Desires are satisfied... Yannick is my closest neighbor, give or take a few neighbors, and above all, the only one I talk to! He's one of the most normal people in the neighborhood & I'm certainly the least abnormal around. Together, we pass the time after school. We're at the same middle school, but not in the same class. We may be the best new friends in the world, but I'll lose him because I didn't understand him. Aren't we all over-tortured?? At a certain point in our lives, we plunder a construction site of its planks, nails and other materials... to build our own teenage cabin not far from home. No particular goal except: to forget the constraints of homework & life in general... but mainly to arrange our little interior in preparation for our future little life without interest. Many adventures for the result obtained... But we will be sheltered there and we will especially find (re)comfort there... Yannick is a few months older than me. He is more "bad boy" than me. He is My rebel. We follow each other. We do not leave each other. Whatever the cost! Friends for life! The final improvement of our cabin will consist of the "bed". Because the door is installed, the walls designed, the spaces determined... we absolutely need a bed! Why do it when it is 5 p.m.? and we are 15 years old? Well because it was time for our first discoveries! I wanted to write 'first loves'... But 30 years later, I'm not sure of anything anymore! Yannick is certainly the oldest. I am certainly the most demonstrative. Nothing in any case said that we would or could find each other (again)...! I think that deep down our friendship was not in vain because we had nothing in common... or maybe we did :) ... Come to my house... Well no.. Come you, ...because I'm grounded at home... I have a console... Well yes... but my mother comes home later than yours... ... Our paths really crossed... ... And of course I missed the boat... but dear Yannick (And without regret either...) I can tell you today that our days would have been happiest, if we had not understood each other and never left each other! … … … SO MUCH TIME HAS PASSED BY … … … THAT I NO LONGER KNOW THE ORDER OF THINGS… But here we are one day... in the cabin version V15... we've modified it so much. I'm joining you as usual. You're there because you never did your homework and so the important thing was elsewhere! And I find you in our house of odds and ends, so p ...

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