Almost a year has passed since my crazy adventure with Lucie when my second exit from the road of a tidy married life arrives.During one of my many alcoholic peregrinations with my friends of biture, we met a group of girls who shared our taste for electronic music and Bordeaux bars.One in particular appealed to me, but as always, true to my reputation for being shy, I just devoured my eyes.She didn't tell me her name (I never knew it anyway), she only gave me her nickname: "Crumb".Crumb, that could not define her better, she was small (a little less than 1m60), which next to my 190 gave me the impression of being a giant. Brown hair, she had fine features, a look both mischievous and innocent, she perfectly illustrated the expression "woman-child". She was 20 years old.Once again, I was surprised that she gave me her phone number when it was time to leave. And I went home with my head full of fantasies to find the marital bed. A week later, I spent the evening with two friends, an "Absinthe" evening, music with a few joints ...The bottle three quarters emptied, spirits scalded, we went in search of more "feminine" horizons. My two friends were real "ladies", the kind of guy who always finds a girl to end the night. Suffice to say that shyness was not at the center of their concerns.After having made the rounds of the bars, arrives 2 o'clock in the morning and the closing and here we are all three in the street and always between "balls" and even more drunk ... but I feel that my two traveling companions do not want stop there.That's when I think back to Miette ... She and her friends are party girls too, maybe we could join them somewhere.So it's pushed by my friends and helped by theDespite the hour, she answers.But she's not partying with her friends, she's at home.Full of confidence, I ask her if I can go to her house with my two companions to finish the rest of Absinthe I had in my bag.She accepts immediately, gives me her address and tells me that she will take a bath by the time we arrive before hanging up.After summing up our conversation to my two companions (without forgetting the little detail about the bath), we set off. Along the way, my two colleagues each go there with their idea of ​​what to do next: "The bitch, she wants a 4-way", "She won't understand what is happening to her", "Come on guys, we're going to have a good time ... ".I am both playful but also a little upset ... After all it was to me that she had given her number ... We finally arrive, Miette welcomes us with a little satin dressing gown, we can easily guess that 'she doesn't wear much underneath.We sit down, I prepare the glasses of absinthe and we chat, joke ... but she doesn't seem as dirty as my friends thought. And above all, she only has eyes for me.Me who thought I was no match for the two zigots who accompanied me.They noticed it too, and, that's how we recognize friends, they decide to leave to leave us alone.She takes them home, I'm still on her sofa and I'm starting to feel the excitement:She comes back to sit next to me and very quickly we kiss. I run my hand through her hair and then over her shoulders, down her hips to finish on her thigh. The thin ...

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