Far from the spectators, our room became our refuge, our balm, our corner, our nest. In it we can adore each other in the most intimate way. And what a special night it was, seeing your expression of desire, of lust, your body unfolding like a flower blooming in spring. I lack words to express that night of pleasure, of love, of longing... and how much longing, if we could, we would make our room our eternal home. But time knows all things and will give the reasons for everything... But, today it is clear, I affirm. How good it is to love you, Marseille. You are a precious asset in my life and how good it is to have you so close. Thank you for another beautiful experience. With love to my love that I love. - Dan