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Dear brother-in-law, what happened the other day must never happen again.
We know it could destroy our lives as we know them.
I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to stop it if it ever happens again.
I don't mean to say that it's your fault. I know.
I've been provoking you.
unconsciously sometimes.
Like when I went down the corridor after the shower with just a towel and I knew
you were imagining me naked.
Anyway...
You've been provoking me too, leaving that manly and pleasant smell of cologne
in the corridor or staring at me in the middle of those boring family dinners
like you wanted to take me to the guest restroom and fuck me until we faint
before getting back to the after-dinner conversation without anyone noticing.
What are you laughing at?
Nothing, nothing.
We are talking about... No, because they don't believe that we are brothers.
Because he's so tall.
This summer it's us who will be visiting you.
I want what I see in your eyes when you look at me.
But this time we cannot mess things up.
La donna mobile, mal accento, il pianto riso.
La donna mobile, qual più malvento, s'ele.
E dispensier. La donna mobile, qual più malvento.
La donna mobile, mal accento.
La donna mobile.
I'm not looking forward to it.
So please, please do not follow me if I have another of my sleepless nights,
even though in summer times that happens often.
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