At the rear wall you spin ninety degrees on your heel and head along the last passage toward a wooden ladder on railings. You wait for me to arrive, c...lutching at your skirt. "Won't you take me, um, the ladder, over there?" you point toward the corner shelf, blushing slightly. The ladder creaks on the railings as I wheel it over to the corner. Every sound seems amplified. I notice that the rungs are quite far apart. "Erotic photography techniques is way up there," you point with a dart of your. Ce soir là donc, je ne sais pas pourquoi ?Sans doute une envie plus forte un besoin de se faire du mal ? Une fois arrivé chez moi, je suis reparti tout seul sur ma mobylette et toujours sans le moindre franc en poche. Je suis reparti sur l'itinéraire « putes » ce qui était vouer à l'échec. Mais quand on est jeune on est con et sûrement aussi un peu naïf.Je refaisais donc la route dans l'autre sens et je compris vite que sans argent je pouvais rentrer me taper une branlette dans mon lit.Mais. "And you Mioki, I shall take onto me this day as my bride. I shall hold you forever close to me allowing nothing to come between. Our days together shall be unto eternity."The "I dos" were said, the rings exchanged, the bride and groom kissed and there was joyous applause and well wishing as the two turned to face family and friends. The car was waiting to take them to the airport as soon as they changed clothes. Mioki kissed and hugged her mother, father and brother who wished her every. " Your cousin! M. Fauville was your cousin! But ... but then ... Come, let us have the rights of the matter. M. Fauville and his wife were the children of two sisters, Elizabeth and Armande Roussel. Those two sisters had been brought up with a first cousin called Victor." Yes, Victor Sauverand, whose grandfather was a Roussel. Victor Sauverand married abroad and had two sons. One of them died fifteen years ago; the other is myself."M. Desmalions gave a start. His excitement was manifest. If.