That Cold Day in the Park Page #6

This is probably fatigue.

I try to have a discussion with you.

I would, but it's late.

It is 21:
30.

You brandy?

Yes, use.

Thank you.

Lying to me.

Certainly.

Migraine?

No, it's okay.

I do not have a migraine.

It will if you do not you relax.

I'm tired.

Frances.

We know long.

Can I afford a comment some deem moved?

I never mentioned your privacy.

Our friendship

and I considre as sincere,

Blows has made the surface.

What I mean is that...

It is not a whim

but a deliberate thing.

I'm sure sometimes you need to be loved.

Bend your knees and get a little.

Now put your feet in stirrups.

Perfect.

down a little more.

Everything okay?

Are you sure?

Yes, I had an exhausting day.

Frances, people trust See

you often their doctor.

They forget one thing.

A doctor also has its problems.

Loneliness is.

I am alone, like many others.

I need someone.

Charles, I think that's enough.

Sorry, I...

- I'm sorry.

You told me maybe misunderstood.

When I spoke of love...

I did not mean...

I wanted to talk...

tenderness, understanding, but no...

You do not believe me so presumptuous.

I do not want to offend you.

Maybe with time...

Charles will.

This must be my fault.

I withdraw.

Can I call you tomorrow?

Sleep well.

You sleep?

I do not.

I had a tough day.

I'm too tired to sleep.

But most importantly,

it makes me feel weird to have you home.

I used to be alone.

I wonder...

You must think I'm all alone...

I am, it is true, but

I do not think about it.

My mother was always saying

she was lonely after

the death of my father.

She kept repeating.

As if I was not for her no company.

But it was old and senile...

I do not think about it.

Old people disgust me

with their feelings.

You think I'm old? I was wondering...

You know...

I have a friend.

He is a doctor.

And he wants all the

time make love to me.

All the time.

It does not please me at all.

But he still wants me.

I hate him to touch me.

Looks like an old man. He feels old.

I've known...

ten years.

That has never changed.

It is always the same.

It is always impeccable.

His shirts, shoes.

I remember your shoes

the day of your arrival.

You wear them without laces.

Without socks either.

I had never seen someone without socks.

It gave me something.

His shoes are classy about him.

Shined.

Rather small.

When he sits, we see her garters.

Always he pulls his pants

at the knees.

You know what I mean?

I think he needs me

but I've never felt for him.

I'm to be alone, it disgusts me.

I would like to know

if you really sleep.

You're very strong if you pretend.

Do you mind if I lie?

I stay on the covers. I lie, that's all.

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